[Verse 1: Cise Star]
(Teeth)
Gotta get it together, running out of time
Still no kill on another man's dime
Risking my life, ways the instrument's a knife
Got my teeth of a beast illuminating the night
Call and calm is the sound of a bomb
When the smoke clears see an angel of arms
Death in the name like drugs in the vein
Going straight to the heart, I depart from the game
Electron teeth that radiate heat
Don't lose sleep, night light when I creep
On the target, no never an [?]
Murder on the track, Killmore is an artist
Spit drip photons, density matrix
So be the battery, we can by hatred
Laser, just a hitman, no savior
Gotta do work, no money, no favors
Teeth

[Samples]
This is where we are
Oh well, nobody's perfect