Bite Down (Feat. Jacob Gordon)

Keep it running, can you keep up
Face to face with a fucking nutcase
Gonna wipe the slate, eradicate the place
Take the roof to the floor, lay it all to waste
Rip it up, tear it up, pick it apart
I'm gonna burn this motherfucker when I'm leaving my mark
How does it feel
How does it taste
Run, motherfucker let me pick up the pace

Can you feel me dig deep

The edge of the knife right before your eyes
Sinking teeth into the heart of the swine
Fucking bite down

Run, you little bitch I've got a taste of the flesh now
Gnawing at the bone now feel my wrath when I bite down

Picking you from my fucking teeth
You'll never get the best of me
There is no room for my defeat
Can you feel me bite down

Run, you little bitch I've got a taste of the flesh now
Gnawing at the bone now feel my wrath when I bite down

Feel my wrath when I bite down

Keep it running, can you keep up
Final hour, bite down, devour
Put that motherfucker six feet from flowers
This is what you wanted you fucking coward
Rip it up, tear it up, pick it apart
I'm gonna burn this motherfucker when I'm leaving my mark
How does it feel
How does it taste
Run, motherfucker when we open the gates

Can you feel me bite down

Run, you little bitch I've got a taste of the flesh now
Gnawing at the bone now feel my wrath when I bite down

My promise:
You will never see
My ending
Bow before me