Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jack Van Rynswoud
Jack Van Rynswoud
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Roosevelt
Roosevelt
Producer

Lyrics

(Uh, uh, uh, uh) (Uh, uh uh) It's about that time I wake up (what?) 366, counting down the days, uh (right) Triple six on the pages in my grimoire (what?) Pale moon and I'm barking with my dead dogs Feeding on your body, time is running up It's fate, uh (what?) That you slipping at the bottom of the chain, uh (right) 366, calling out my name, uh (what?) Let the bodies hang, don't get in my way, uh If you talk too much I might just cop a case, uh Uh (uh), uh, heavy metal pressin' on a gauge Uh (uh), uh, heavy impact splatter all the brains Uh (uh), uh, heavy weight crushing on the waist Uh, split the rib cage, shattered bones, limbs break, uh Face off, push his scalp back, let the blood clot Race off, no face, I don't talk too much, nah It's safe, uh, better off speaker of the dead with the bass, uh Hit you in the face, uh Wake up (what?) 366, counting down the days, uh (right) Triple six on the pages in my grimoire (what?) Pale moon and I'm barking with my dead dogs Feedin' on your body, time is running up It's fate, uh (what?) That you slipping at the bottom of the chain, uh (right) 366, calling out my name, uh (what?) Let the bodies hang, don't get in my way, uh If you talk too much I might just cop a case, uh
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