Testi:
Left For Dead Ripped Up

Pictures ripped up and rearranged could you tell them apart in the dark? you are your own worst enemy it serves you well displaced, redeposited where

Subdue what they knew thrown askew Cut through with the focus of a "fuck you" Frozen moments grown up made work Open up the doorway, sewn up, pay dirt

got this gut feelin' About to make the killin' for a livin' The contract said the nigga wore a wire tap And they want him dead A hundred G's for his head

me Like she knew all my intentions but she walked up to me And I aint sweatin it cause i had to make her mine She came up turned around so i crept up

one with the dead I rip my way through Easy prey, disfigured bodies decompose Chewed limbs drip with pus, intestinal strangulation Humans left ripped apart Lap up

I'm out browsin' And I ain't lookin' for bulletproof Hummers, just for bullets that shoot Hummers And Beamers with moonroofs for the summer For easy access

us rising up to meet their fast advancing challenge But when the challenge came, they crumbled, as the four proved easy prey For the states clever weapon

your tummy Or get left crooked like a cop with extra pocket money A taser couldn't stun me, but what really provokes Is this industry is still taking Monolith for

who gets record deals From New York metal labels looking to scam Who sign the most racist queerbashing bands they can To make a buck revving kids up for