Besedila:
Consumed Brutal Tooth

If you get the opportunity, you won't take it I don't get it. It might look better on the other side, you won't go there you're not known there. chorus

pound of flesh for the suzerain Toiling, rotting Life slowly dissipates Consumed, inhumed In a corruption line, mechanized By mincing machinery, industrialized Crunched and brutalized

can draw a graphic scenic image with paint thinner Let the bullshit stop 'til it screech with hot lead I beseech hip-hop heads 'til the tooth brush is