Junkyard teeth

[Intro] “You hear chewin’? Don’t run. It’s already seen you.” [Verse 1] Old wheels stacked like a preacher’s tomb, Oil thick as b***d in the summer gloom. Doorless cars, rusted frame choir, Every hood got a bite mark, burnin’ fire. It live out back where the light don’t go, Under tarp and rib bones, deep below. City boys thought they’d strip some parts, Now they h**g from wire like butchered hearts. Got no eyes, just metal and rage, Jawbone hinged with a padlock cage. It don’t growl—it grinds, And the teeth it wears? Used to be mine. [chorus] Junkyard Teeth, clackin’ in the night, Chewin’ on the bones of the ones that f***t. Ain’t no escape once it catch your scent, You part of the yard, you pay the rent. Rip, snap, scream, repeat— That’s the rhythm of Junkyard Teeth. [Verse 2] Heard it chewin’ on a muffler pipe, Makin’ necklaces outta fuel line stripes. One girl hid in the trunk and cried, Now her scalp hangin’ from a trailer slide. Pops tried shootin’ it with a Remington gauge, It bit the shells and pissed gunpowder rage. One kid left his dog there by mistake, Came back, found a collar in a ribcage lake. They say it listens when you cuss, So speak soft or end up dust. It don’t chase fast—it likes the hunt, Likes the crawl, the break, the grunt. [Bridge] Teeth like scissors, teeth like keys, Grinnin’ wide through the scrap and disease. You ain’t lost, you been found— Now lay still in the metal mound. [chorus] Junkyard Teeth, clackin’ in the night, Chewin’ on the bones of the ones that f***t. Ain’t no escape once it catch your scent, You part of the yard, you pay the rent. Rip, snap, scream, repeat— That’s the rhythm of Junkyard Teeth. [Outro] “He don’t howl. He don’t speak. He just feeds—on the foolish and the weak.”