Voidwalker
iamjakehill Lyrics


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Playa shit, Frayser shit, that′s what pimpins' all about
Playa shit, Frayser shit, that′s what pimpins' all about
Playa shit, Frayser shit, that's what pimpins′ all about
Playa shit, Frayser shit, that′s what pimpins' all about (Perfect)

So keep that same energy when you see me out here bleeding
Bring the pain enemies R.I.P. they seem deceased
Now call me out, cut the shit
Speak about what you ain′t in
You runnin' your mouth
But you ain′t about the fucking ruckus that you spit
Look at me

When I speak ain't wasting time, my talk ain′t cheap
I walk in clean it up and mop 'em
Wipe that dust-up off my feet
I'm coming with the hate no time to debate
Disgraces, this won′t be in vain
Run and hide from demise, you know that′s my favorite game, uh

Pull up with the all-black soul heart made of coal
I think the night is mine
I flourish in the dungeons keep on running it's my time to shine
The call of the void, the sound of my voice
It′s echoing through the pipes
Just softly whispers in your ear
It pulls you in it's time to die

Playa shit, Frayser shit, that′s what pimpins' all about
Playa shit, Frayser shit, that′s what pimpins' all about

I got one too many bad days on my fucking case
Found a soul to drain paint your name on my fucking face
When you see me coming it's too late to say goodbyes
You know why, try to lie
You won′t make it out alive

So keep that same energy, when you see me out here bleeding
Bring the pain enemies R.I.P. they seem deceased
Now call me out, cut the shit
Speak about what you ain′t in
You runnin' your mouth
But you ain′t about the fucking ruckus that you spit

I got a problem
Holding grudges don't say nothin′
Smoke 'em if you got ′em
One too many shots missed me
Think you need some ammo
And some practice paint the target on my back
A little larger so you hit it, you ain't shit, but a bitch

Now you fucked up
Bitch I'm coming now you turn into a suck-up
You can run but you can′t hide
Looks like your luck′s up
Grow some nuts you just a punk without a bone
In your spot, should have known

Now it's time to keep that same energy, when you see me out here bleeding
Bring the pain enemies R.I.P. they seem deceased
Now call me out, cut the shit
Speak about what you ain′t in
You runnin' your mouth
But you ain′t about the fucking ruckus that you spit
Look at me

When I speak ain't wasting time, my talk ain′t cheap
I walk in clean it up and mop 'em
Wipe that dust-up off my feet
I'm coming with the hate no time to debate




Disgraces, this won′t be in vain
Run and hide from demise, you know that′s my favorite game, uh

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to the song "Voidwalker" by iamjakehill are a combination of aggression, anger, and threats. The song is essentially a message to someone who has wronged the artist, telling them to keep the same energy they had when they were being disrespectful because the artist is now coming back with a retaliation. The artist emphasizes that he will wipe his feet clean of any dust and walk straight into the conflict.


The lyrics appear to be metaphorical in the sense that the artist is using the terms "playa shit" and "Frayser shit" as an example of how to behave. This is a clear reference to attitudes and behaviors associated with pimping and the street life. The artist then goes on to say that he will come at his enemies with hate, saying that his enemies' defeat will not be in vain.


Overall, the lyrics seem to depict a person who is unafraid and unapologetic. The artist is not hesitant to take on his enemies, and he is willing to go all-out to get his point across.


Line by Line Meaning

Playa shit, Frayser shit, that's what pimpins' all about
The point of being a pimp is to engage in lifestyle associated with pleasure and power


So keep that same energy when you see me out here bleeding
Do not lose your enthusiasm or willingness to fight when you witness my suffering


Bring the pain enemies R.I.P. they seem deceased
Inflict harm upon adversaries until they are no longer alive


Now call me out, cut the shit
Address me directly and stop pretending or being insincere


Speak about what you ain't in
Do not talk about or claim to be involved in things you do not really know or do


You runnin' your mouth
Talking too much or too carelessly about things that do not necessarily involve you


But you ain't about the fucking ruckus that you spit
You do not have the courage or intent to actually engage in the conflict you are talking about


When I speak ain't wasting time, my talk ain't cheap
I am not talking without purpose or using words lightly, my words carry weight and meaning


I walk in clean it up and mop 'em
I take control of the situation and overpower my opponents, leaving no trace of their resistance


Wipe that dust-up off my feet
I move on without hesitation, leaving behind any remnants, including defeated foes


I'm coming with the hate no time to debate
I am fueled with animosity and have no interest in discussing or negotiating


Disgraces, this won't be in vain
My actions will not be without purpose or significance


Run and hide from demise, you know that's my favorite game, uh
My pleasure comes from the pursuit of those who try to evade or avoid their fate at my hands


Pull up with the all-black soul heart made of coal
I arrive with a dark, cold, and ruthless demeanor


I think the night is mine
I feel empowered by the darkness and all that it represents


I flourish in the dungeons keep on running it's my time to shine
I thrive in the darkest and most challenging places, and it is my moment to excel


The call of the void, the sound of my voice
The irresistible pull towards danger and destruction is what drives me, and my voice symbolizes that call


It's echoing through the pipes
My message reverberates and spreads, infiltrating all spaces


Just softly whispers in your ear
My words may be quiet, but they carry a powerful meaning that is impossible to ignore


It pulls you in it's time to die
My message and actions are so compelling that they are deadly, drawing in anyone who cannot resist them


I got one too many bad days on my fucking case
I am burdened with too many negative experiences and traumas that I am carrying with me


Found a soul to drain paint your name on my fucking face
I have identified someone who I believe has something I need, and I will do whatever it takes to claim it


When you see me coming it's too late to say goodbyes
By the time you realize I am coming for you, it will be too late to escape


You know why, try to lie
Do not deny or pretend to not understand your fate


You won't make it out alive
You will not survive the encounter with me


I got a problem
There is something wrong with me or my situation that is causing issues


Holding grudges don't say nothing
I am harboring negative feelings towards others and not expressing them explicitly


Smoke 'em if you got 'em
Take advantage of any opportunity to harm others, if you have the means to do so


One too many shots missed me
Others have tried to hurt me before, but they have failed


Think you need some ammo
You are not prepared for the conflict and need more resources


And some practice paint the target on my back
You should practice attacking someone who is as skilled and dangerous as me


A little larger so you hit it, you ain't shit, but a bitch
You are not significant, and by trying to attack me, you are proving your cowardice


Now you fucked up
You have made a serious mistake or miscalculation


Bitch I'm coming now you turn into a suck-up
I am aggressively pursuing you, and you are now groveling or trying to appease me


You can run but you can't hide
You can try to avoid me, but I will eventually find you


Looks like your luck's up
Your good fortune has run out, and you are about to face the consequences


Grow some nuts you just a punk without a bone
Be more courageous, as you are currently spineless and weak


In your spot, should have known
I will take over your position, and you should have seen it coming




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Lyrics:


[Intro]
Playa shit
Frayser shit
That's what pimpins' all about
Playa shit
Frayser shit
That's what pimpins' all about
Playa shit
Frayser shit
That's what pimpins' all about
Playa shit
Frayser shit
That's what pimpins' all about

[Chorus]
So keep that same energy when you see me out here bleeding
Bring the pain enemies R.I.P. they seem deceased
Now call me out, cut the shit
Speak about what you ain't in
You runnin' your mouth
But you ain't about the fucking ruckus that you spit
LOOK AT ME

When I speak ain't wasting time, my talk ain't cheap
I walk in clean it up and mop 'em
Wipe that dust up off my feet
I'm coming with the hate no time to debate
Disgraces, this won't be in vain
Run and hide from demise, you know that's my favorite game

[Verse 1]
Pull up with the all-black soul heart made of coal
I think the night is mine
I flourish in the dungeons keep on running it's my time to shine
The call of the void
The sound of my voice
It's echoing through the pipes
Just softly whispers in your ear
It pulls you in it's time to die

[Bridge]
Playa shit
Frayser shit
That's what pimpins' all about
Playa shit
Frayser shit
That's what pimpins' all about

[Verse 2]
I got one too many bad days on my fucking case
Found a soul to drain paint your name on my fucking face
When you see me coming it's too late to say goodbyes
You know why, try to lie
You won't make it out alive

[Half-Chorus]
So keep that same energy, when you see me out here bleeding
Bring the pain enemies R.I.P. they seem deceased
Now call me out, cut the shit
Speak about what you ain't in
You runnin' your mouth
But you ain't about the fucking ruckus that you spit

[Verse 3]
I got a problem
Holding grudges don't say nothin'
Smoke 'em if you got 'em
One too many shots have missed me think you need some ammo and some practice paint the target on my back a little larger so you hit it you ain't shit but a bitch

Now you fucked up
Bitch I'm coming now you turn into a suck up
You can run but you can't hide
Looks like your luck's up
Grow some nuts you just a punk without a bone in your spine
Should have known
Now it's time to

[Chorus]
Keep that same energy, when you see me out here bleeding
Bring the pain enemies R.I.P. they seem deceased
Now call me out, cut the shit
Speak about what you ain't in
You runnin' your mouth
But you ain't about the fucking ruckus that you spit
LOOK AT ME

When I speak ain't wasting time, my talk ain't cheap
I walk in clean it up and mop 'em
Wipe that dust up off my feet
I'm coming with the hate no time to debate
Disgraces, this won't be in vain
Run and hide from demise, you know that's my favorite game
Uh



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@officialjosha

Damn whoever edited this snapped fr

@correct5619

True brotha

@kanejakob

You right. Prob handsome too😉

@htxgabe5382

Josh A honestly i wonder who it was

@enriqueavina4807

Dad you did amazing

@SpedeEdits

Yess 💀 i wonder who

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@zombies4life22

Jake has to make a metal song his scream is so badass

@5h4d0w_K1ng.

Listen to Nyx

@zombies4life22

@@5h4d0w_K1ng. Nyx is one of my favorite songs by Jake but by metal im thinking more like slipknots pace

@zachlee8795

zombies4life22 yes. A Slipknot style song would be awesome

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