Hit & Run - King Tuff

I was tripping down blackstar road

It’s where I found my new coyote coat

I took her home and showed her to the buck knife

I hung her out on my tree so she could dry

But this wasn’t your usual roadkill

It held the curse of the Little Miss Jack spell

Soon as I stepped out of my home

I felt this feeling inside of my bones

I started running to the blood stained road

To try to find the ol' pack of coyotes

This wasn’t your usual dead pup

It held a soul that picked me up

Now I could hear every voice of the path

They said they knew why I had come back

They said I was possessed by Little Miss Jack

To kill the man who’s been setting traps

This wasn’t your usual coot

It held the curse of the ol' coyote

I never did wake up from the trance

I killed every man with traps in his hands

I killed every man to walk down this path

I killed everyone for Little Miss Jack