"Jigsaw" lyrics
You wanna play a game?
Put you in a body bag, it's time to wear my–
Put you in a body bag, it's time to wear my–
Put you in a body bag, it's time to wear my–
Put you in a body bag, it's time to wear my–
Put you in a body bag, it's time to wear my–
Put you in a body bag, it's time to wear my–
I put these bitches in a trap, pig mask on, stalkin' now theres no escape
Live or die, make a choice, wanna play a game?
Clock's tickin', final minutes, 'bouta push you to your limit
Boy you cross the wrong one, now I'm comin' for my vengeance
Little Revive, bitch I'm the Reaper when I set your final breath
Everybody tried to stop me but that shit has no effect
I'm a creature feature, Satan tried to kill me but he bled
I'll just keep on coming back like a zombie, I'll resurrect
Stackin' all these digits, like bodies
You want my dick, get a hobby
I made some 'mils then I pivot to brand new visions, I'm spawning
The mask on like Halloween, all my haters can swallow me
Always obsessin' 'bout my life, that's fuckin' sad how they follow me
Fuck the fame, fuck the clout, I don't want it
They love the way my music sound, it's so demonic
All these people wanted fame, always lookin' so robotic
That's the reason why I keep this shit chaotic
And I'ma rise even if I die, mark my words
And I'ma climb six feet, crawlin' out of the dirt
I'm takin' souls they are mine, you know I let 'em burn
And when I come out from the grave
I'll get my scythe and put these bitches in a trap
Pig mask on, stalkin' now theres no escape
Live or die, make a choice, wanna play a game?
Clock's tickin', final minutes, 'bouta push you to your limit
Boy you cross the wrong one, now I'm comin' for my vengeance
Put you in a body bag, it's time to wear my–
Put you in a body bag, it's time to wear my–
Put you in a body bag, it's time to wear my–
Put you in a body bag, it's time to wear my–
Put you in a body bag, it's time to wear my–
Put you in a body bag, it's time to wear my–
Put you in a body bag, it's time to wear my–
Put you in a body bag, it's time to wear my–
Put you in a body bag, it's time to wear my–
Put you in a body bag, it's time to wear my–
I put these bitches in a trap, pig mask on, stalkin' now theres no escape
Live or die, make a choice, wanna play a game?
Clock's tickin', final minutes, 'bouta push you to your limit
Boy you cross the wrong one, now I'm comin' for my vengeance
Little Revive, bitch I'm the Reaper when I set your final breath
Everybody tried to stop me but that shit has no effect
I'm a creature feature, Satan tried to kill me but he bled
I'll just keep on coming back like a zombie, I'll resurrect
Stackin' all these digits, like bodies
You want my dick, get a hobby
I made some 'mils then I pivot to brand new visions, I'm spawning
The mask on like Halloween, all my haters can swallow me
Always obsessin' 'bout my life, that's fuckin' sad how they follow me
Fuck the fame, fuck the clout, I don't want it
They love the way my music sound, it's so demonic
All these people wanted fame, always lookin' so robotic
That's the reason why I keep this shit chaotic
And I'ma rise even if I die, mark my words
And I'ma climb six feet, crawlin' out of the dirt
I'm takin' souls they are mine, you know I let 'em burn
And when I come out from the grave
I'll get my scythe and put these bitches in a trap
Pig mask on, stalkin' now theres no escape
Live or die, make a choice, wanna play a game?
Clock's tickin', final minutes, 'bouta push you to your limit
Boy you cross the wrong one, now I'm comin' for my vengeance
Put you in a body bag, it's time to wear my–
Put you in a body bag, it's time to wear my–
Put you in a body bag, it's time to wear my–
Put you in a body bag, it's time to wear my–
