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Snakes

Snowgoons
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Put a heart in a snake, it doesn't happen Your family'll stab your back Build a foundation with lies, you waiting for the collapse Don't give me dap if you fake, I can see it inside your face Looking down on dying men, waiting to piss on they graves Slaves to they own mind, don't overstand loyalty One track selfish souls to fuck you over royally Disrespecting royalty, claiming to have the knowledge No equality shown in this life, I'm a solo artist Lord Luss motherfucker, I'm better than y'all Among top with the legends, watch competitors fall Used to throw scraps to the dogs, now I 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 Luss most rugged You wanna see your grave? It's right here, I dug it But fuck it, I can't wait to send you from gravity to space I pulled a knife out my back and then stabbed it in 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 out of ten they 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 out of ten they really don't give a fuck Calculate a mistake, rain hail fire from outer space Burn big blunts, this powder laced to counterweight Walk with street kings from 'round the way You kinda fake, spit drug raps, supply the weight I gotta say, show improvement Move with the swiftness of gorillas Ravenous, territorial, instinct driven The ultimate, fuck coast to coast, I ocean it If the globe could fit inside of my hand, I'm holding it Then I'm throwing it, high motion At the summit all fears amount to quotient Provide dope in doses The prognosis, spit to the line soaking in 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 habits, I'm ravenous I'm a threat, I'm a menace, malicious intentions Dutches and Guinness, zoned out like a bean head Buddha in my lungs hitting Nine in my waist hidden, eyes red Let the rhythm hit 'em Forecast a thunderstorm, it's a blackout We turn your lights off, come and have a seance with me Burn fire under the moon, pass the elixir, burning the trees Fully equipped for the mass ending Ready for war, spent 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 P's We on the block with the clings, I pause these So fear the truth, what you hear in the booth Got something in the jeans, leave you with more than bruises 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 out of ten they 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 out of ten they really don't give a fuck