Butcher Babies - SPITTIN' TEETH

Shut up
You're not a threat to me
Not alive but dead to me
Shut it up
You've been praying for hits
So if you're playing you'll be

Begging for your life at the end of my knife
How many bullets does it take to fix your mistake
He's got a mouth full of lies, like father like son
Tried to run
Got in the way of my gun

Spittin' teeth
When you speak
I already got what I need
Imma cut you off at the knees
Start no shit, there won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, there won't be no shit
Let me see
Let me see the way that you bleed

Shut up
You are the enemy
Fuck the shit you said to me
Shut it up
You've been praying for hits
So if you're playing you'll be

Going 95 on the hood of my ride
How many miles does it take to burn out this place
Still got a pocket full of fight at the end of the night
A guilty man runs
Got in the way of my gun

Spittin' teeth
When you speak
I already got what I need
Imma cut you off at the knees
Start no shit, there won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, there won't be no shit
Let me see
Let me see the way that you bleed

Let me see the way that you bleed
Let me see the way that you bleed
Let me see the way that you bleed
Let me see
Let me see the way that you bleed
Let me see
Let me see the way that you bleed
Let me see the way that you bleed

Spittin' teeth
When you speak
I already got what I need
Imma cut you off at the knees
Start no shit, there won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, there won't be no shit
Let me see
Let me see the way that you bleed
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Written by:
Carla Harvey, Chase Brickenden, Heidi Shepherd, Henry Flury, Josh Schroeder, Ricky Bonazza

Publisher:
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