Don't utter a word break your mandible
You trying to run it aint practical
As i grew old i got radical
Breaking up outta the manacles
You isn't more than a bitch, please
Blood drip through the space in my teeth
The roots of the earth will consume you
Wrap round your throat, you cannot breath
I, can't enter my mind, im always on the hunt to find some time
You, your teeth start to grind, my mental leaking out its unconfined