[verse 1]

Pick your head up late

Make them into meat

If the words must go unheard convince them with your teeth your teeth

[Chorus 1]

The cut is getting colder

Rolling off my shoulders

But I will never tire

All the way I’ll fire

[verse 2]

Dig this head of mine

Straight off from my spine

Gotta shake it set decays as I spit your eye your eye

[Chorus 2]

The cut is getting colder

Rollin’ off my shoulder

Thought I would never tire

Of the dread and fire

[outro]

But I will never tire

I will let it fire