Chapter II: Sound Snitches

[Verse 1: Cise Star]
I get it up, and get it in, I'm good at this
I pull it out and look down, it's bullshit
It's a metaphor for life, don't you get it, trick?
Either you fucking or get fucked; life is a bitch
And put it on a sniff, set it on their top lip
So they can remember the smell of their conscious
So sick, but damn, it is a quick fix
To get these sucker busters in line, we got this
This is Laserteeth, killing on a razor beat
Red wedding, you motherfuckers, so take a seat
Try to escape? Nah, this ain't a quantum leap
Just another murder for dollars, I gotta eat
This is how I roll; starship out of control
Killmore in the building, so you gotta go
Gotta show them proof 'til my face all on the news
Bounty on my head but they'll never get me, dude