Third Sword Lyrics – JT Music
I am the hunter, you’re my prey, to your scent I am the tune
You’re the one I come to slay, my trusted sword is true
I got the steel and silver blade, I know none of it will do
For the challenge I’m not rage, I got a third sword for you
Oh, toss a coin to your Witcher and I’ll get it done
When I whip out my *** your women never run
Listen ladies, I’m the blader, can you give me some
I treat ’em like a mission, I always finish ’em
My cray is slay, and I be getting with the bump
A magical, but my muscles always bewitching you
Everything is little [?] for Rivia
Got a third sword, and you’re the one I’m giving to
I’m thrown away your beast
If you don’t think I’m man enough
‘Cause I’m a different kind of freak
You know I got the stamina
And we don’t need no protective word
As if punch is my *** and direct my sword
Sorcerers in your weapons and my metaphors
I’ve got you under my spell with your consensus course
When sun is going down, and I’m draw a path into
Is what will feast to hound or when just howling at the moon
For the physic foe I found, steel and silver will not do
My ***’s bend, I’ll foot my bare, and now I got a third sword for you
If your *** seal a Witcher sip a potion
It’s an elixir to vigorant performance
And when my eyes go deep in black
I’m getting net with an aphrodisiac
Now that I bend an end physically
If this your willie, I’m dicking everything that I see
So need a beast, and I had to, I was living to this
Subliminally is a talking that you pinging to me
I don’t mean [?]
I’ve red my besty hairy
And I know how the female judge
If you don’t live life that’s deadly
Made a check of foot worlds when you step to me
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Remember two handed weapons are my specialty
And I give you one if you think you can handle me
So many monsters soon be untie
I am the hunter, you can not hide
From the spell I put you under, love is a sign
Now I sent Roach on home ’cause tonight I’ll be your ride
When sun is going down, and I’m draw a path into
Is what will feast to hound or when just howling at the moon
For the physic foe I found, steel and silver will not do
My ***’s bend, I’ll foot my bare, and now I got a third sword for you
