Channel: iamjakehill

Category: Music

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Description: ► Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/26JloX1vHxGGrGUVeMItFJ ► iTunes: itunes.apple.com/us/artist/iamjakehill/id1155655033 Prod. Jack Marlow x MaxoKoolin Jack Marlow: youtube.com/channel/UCMs9rtX7g5CQajxbUQJoszQ MaxoKoolin: youtube.com/channel/UCCG2eGU_5dQkd-Ea7NmWs8Q Follow me if you wanna: ► instagram.com/iamjakehill ► twitter.com/JaaakeHill ► facebook.com/IamjakehillMusic ► soundcloud.com/iamjakehill ► Snapchat: JaaakeHill ► Merch: merchnow.com/catalogs/josh-a-and-jake-hill My music is available on Spotify, iTunes, Google play, Amazon, Deezer, Tidal, Etc. under the name "iAmJakeHill" Pull up at the gates yeah im coming for your heads im the motherhecker from the bottom of the depths you wont ever see me coming only feel the rumble til I hit you with the burner then they pull you out the rubble think they know the story they dont really know the plot Im just flipping through the pages never knowing when to stop leave the ashes on the table thats the only trace left i aint got no time to lose so i can surely make a mess now breathe everythings cool dont worry about me you do you thats how its gonna be city after city but the boy dont sleep the traveller is weary but hes never been weak I see the peak but incomplete still I press and yes depression rears its teeth but I'll best it til the end restless in the wind shaking but im just breaking in and from the beginning I knew I'd never ever be innocent you cant tell me any different im a sinner til the ending I don't really wanna hear it I been keeping up my spirit in my own way looking straight down gosh dang its a long way calling from the void got you crawling down the halllway weak inside the knees I cant handle all the pressure clinging for my life cant escape the bad weather its a feeling i keep with me forever sick of it all took a road less travelled ran into the snakes face down hit the gravel the venom is runnning I guess the hunter is hunted you pointing your finger but ima be the judge hit the gavel hold a grudge im bad at that I dont really forget so when it hits it just adds to that I keep a smile on my face when im dead inside only time i come alive in the dead of night big mood smile at the moon I know in the morning ima face my doom this states my tomb you dont wanna see me like this let me take a minute to myself cause I might might just bend and break any day, get the HECK out my face right now isnt safe dont give a HECK what you say hit the brakes before I break everything in my way too late two faced no more HECKIN games