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Bitch I got some buzzards clawin' at my fuckin' stomach I'm from the shadows, left the gallows, made the summit Hear the trumpets rollin' in like it's 300 Let the battle feel ravaged, attack, and then we stack the bodies up Yeah Bitch, I got some buzzards clawin' At my fuckin' stomach (fuckin' stomach) I'm from the shadows Left the gallows, made the summit (made the summit) Hear the trumpets rollin' in like it's 300 Let the battle feel ravaged, attack, and then we stack the bodies up Moonlight shinin' off the armor That I'm 'bout to rip (I'm 'bout to rip) Got no time to waste So don't worry I'll make it quick (I'll make it quick) Your death will be glorious, I'm emergin' victorious Name is reignin' notorious, but this isn't where the story ends There's no turning back now, just fire in the background The spires overlook the bloody night, it's in the past now But it's time The grudge that I been holdin' is brewin' awfully potent My shoulders shrug, I've had enough, I guess your time is up Okay, my blade is itchin', ready up now, I smell the fear This is where it ends, don't look around, there's no one for you here It's just you and me So motherfucker are you feelin' lucky? What's it gonna be? Tell me, what's it gonna be? Kill, my blade stained, plain face Say my fuckin' name As my blood runs black, you can tell we're not the same See the fire in the sky and embrace of the storm 'Cause I live by the sword and I'll die by the fuckin' sword Bury me Six feet deep, with steel around my flesh (my flesh) By the sword and laid to rest The stains turn into nightmares
Writer(s): Daniel Hill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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