Snakes

JR., ROBERT DOWNEY

Put a heart in a snake, your gutting happen
Your family will stab your back
Build a foundation with lies
You waiting for the collapse
Don't give me daps if you fake
I can see it inside your face
Looking down on dying men
Waiting to piss on they graves
Slave to they own mind
Don't understand loyalty
One track selfish souls
The fuck you over royally
Disrespecting royalty
Claiming to have the knowledge
No equality's shown
In this life I'm a solo artist
Lord Lhus motherfucker
I'm better than y'all
I'm on top with the legends
Watch competitors fall
You should throw scraps to the dogs
Now finish the whole plate love is lost
I'm the only head around here with one face
What the fuck is that? The
Realest Lord Lhus most rugged
You want to see a grave? It's right here
I dug it but fuck it I can't wait to
See me from gravity to space
I pulled a knife out my back and
Then stabbed it into your face

You can't trust nobody! They trying to
Turn you into a slave
Nobody! Never put your trust into a snake
Nobody! Not even someone you
Think you can trust
'Cause nine times outta ten
Then really don't give a fuck
You can't trust nobody! They trying to
Turn you into a slave
Nobody! Never put your trust into a snake
Nobody! Not even someone you
Think you can trust
'Cause nine times outta ten
Then really don't give a fuck

Calculate a mistake
Rain hellfire from outer space
Burn big blunts
This powder laced is a counterweight
Walk with street kings from 'round the way
You kind of fake, spit drug raps
Supply the weight
I gotta say, show and prove it
Move with the swiftness of gorillas
Ravenous, territorial, instinct driven
The ultimate, fuck coast to coast, I ocean it
If the globe can fit inside of my hand
I'm holding it
Then I'm sewing it, high motion And the sum
Of all fears of mine a quotient
Provide dope in doses
The prognosis spit 'til the
Line soaked into bitches
It's wide open, I'm focused like bifocals
You hopeless
It's tragic, bury you, fuck the hatchet
You can have it
'Cause I blast stronger than a bomb package
Cause madness, wreak havoc upon the track
It's miraculous, back to my old habit's
I'm ravenous

I'm a threat, I'm a menace
Malicious intentions dutches and Guinness
Zoned out like a beanhead
Buddha in my lungs hittin'
Noddin' my way sittin' eyes red
Let the rhythm hit 'em
Forecast a thunderstorm
It's a blackout, we turn your lights off
Come and have a séance with me
Burn fire under the moon, pass the elixir
Burning the trees
Fully equipped for the mass ending
Ready for war, spit shells in the street
Blood on the concrete, no need to compete
Within arms' reach, we knock out teeth
Come on from Section 8 to the b's, we
On the block with the clings, i part seas
So fear the truth, what you hear in the booth
Got something and the G's leave you
With more than a bruise

You can't trust nobody! They trying to
Turn you into a slave
Nobody! Never put your trust into a snake
Nobody! Not even someone you
Think you can trust
'Cause nine times outta ten
Then really don't give a fuck
You can't trust nobody! They trying to
Turn you into a slave
Nobody! Never put your trust into a snake
Nobody! Not even someone you
Think you can trust
'Cause nine times outta ten
Then really don't give a fuck

Curiosités sur la chanson Snakes de Snowgoons

Quand la chanson “Snakes” a-t-elle été lancée par Snowgoons?
La chanson Snakes a été lancée en 2009, sur l’album “A Fist In The Thought”.
Qui a composé la chanson “Snakes” de Snowgoons?
La chanson “Snakes” de Snowgoons a été composée par JR., ROBERT DOWNEY.

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