Cut Down (Sukuna Jujutsu Kaisen) ft. Tyler Clark Lyrics

Dwellin in the basement

Your hell is awaiting

Yellin "let me out"

But I ain't to be played with

Every time I show up

They never want to say shit

Got my invitation, but the only one wasted

On power

Why they call my name and

Say they couldn't take the heat?

Tried to walk on water

See the flame upon my feet?

I fake a cease-fire

Prey will feign defeat

A predator stays elite

Man, I show em that'd be everyday for me

The mind is just my lobby

Find me living rent-free

Kindly knocking like I'm

Inside of your heartbeat

On a throne while

All the weak surviving

Watch me draw the lines around me

Then a line is drawn around any op's body

Your body weak

Take it apart

Your technique

Rip it apart

What you speak

Tear it apart

Your talk cheap

We're worlds apart

Survival of the fittest, and I'm winnin

In this cookin competition, Hell's Malevolent Kitchen

You done

Don't fight if you came alone

Don't fight, no one's gonna live

Cut down to the soul

Don't fight if you came alone

Don't fight, need to know your place

Cut down to the soul

"Who?" is what he said

Like I'm in the cut

Losin his head

Cause he asked too much

Refusing to bow?

You can try to duck

King with no crown

My domain's what I touch

What?

Assuming they're better?

Till they hearin my name

All out of luck

Flippin their whole perspective

Like they hearin

"Na u suk"

All these maggots in my domain gettin culled

Spray that fire, you can call it pest control

Now you learn why I remain untouchable

Stand down

You're too weak

Walk into my hood at night

I'm waitin in the kitchen with a butcher knife

And choppin every limb - with a foot per slice

Wasn't even cookin by the time that I had took a life

Lookin like all shooketh like

I add a bit of salt whenever I start to feel a sugar high

Push you to die always sweeter than a good goodbye

Stand down

You're too weak

They talkin shit?

Give em the finger

They talkin back?

Give em the hand

They want to clap?

Give me your arms

They want to live?

Give me your heart

Survival of the fittest, and I'm winnin

In this cookin competition, Hell's Malevolent Kitchen

You done

Don't fight if you came alone

Don't fight, no one's gonna live

Cut down to the soul

Don't fight if you came alone

Don't fight, need to know your place

Cut down to the soul

If you came alone

No one's gonna live

Cut down to the soul