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