Pig Teeth

He's got a bad reputation His teeth are razor sharp Enough to tear the flesh right from your arms Standing on thousand pounds The pressure so profound You can hear him chompin' away Seems like he don't like the lot of me Look into his eyes And sense aggravation Don't be a fool He's just a beast of his own nation I came here and what did I find? I almost left my hand behind He'd be cheering through the marrow And I'd be out of my mind Can't you see He's a big bad beast Who's ready to take a piece Watch out for them pig teeth