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letra de snakes'n'the grass - loc saint

[verse 1: loc saint]
now let me start off then give ’em the stamina moment for what i’m ’bout to instill in ’em
i gotta come at ’em a little softer cause if i don’t i’ll probably be k!lling ’em
with the fact that i’m sick and these snakes in the grass kissing my ass with the venom in ’em (ooh)
they hit me up and tell me “loc, yo, your flow is very tight and i’m hoping you might just jump out at one my diddies for free”
but ain’t no very good or whether or owe ’em or even know ’em from adam and eve, please
spitting hotter, dropping the m-fflers in your kahana’s
so break under the pressure quicker than barack obama
they smile to my face and embrace me just like a homie
but under thy skin they shedding begins and it’s all phony
i ain’t speaking bologna just ask another brother that been here long enough to really know me
wanna be taking and breaking my back in the process
forsaken the loyalty that i got, i’m feeling nauseous
snake in the grass arise in me daily, time to drop this
in the midst of the snake and i break a few devils we rise
set ’em up and then i will sever their lullabies
ain’t no mistaking when we be knee deep in the sick side

[chorus: loc saint]
snakes in the grass
wanna light us, something for nothing like i’m nothing
next up the nine brother wasn’t but these wannabe homies i cut ’em
snakes in the grass
wanna light us, something for nothing like i’m nothing
next up the nine brother wasn’t but these wannabe homies i cut ’em
snakes in the grass
[verse 2: eric c. the tempa tantrum]
i already let it be known, spit it with the passion
the tempa tantrum ain’t never had nothing but we snake in the grass
c-cking it back and i’m pulling the trigger and taking it back to the serpent
how could you turn up to a thing in the past?
i ain’t even really tripping on ’em
loc told me they gon’ be slithering
coming when they be feeling the heat (heat)
but you gon’ be feeling the thang
when they sink in they venomous t–th (t–th)
your body just gotta put ’em back under your feet
so get up under my feet (i just wanna get six)
they’re really nothing, i see the serpents slithering to the surface
looking to be the predator, coming with something similar
snake and then beheading the vermin, never hesitate when taking the worm as a competitor
hit the block, showing everybody your scar
telling ’em how it’s healing up quite nice
eric c the tempa tantrum k!lling it with the loc saint
we gon’ keep on standing at victory line
and any victim we might cry

[chorus: loc saint]
snakes in the grass
wanna light us, something for nothing like i’m nothing
next up the nine brother wasn’t but these wannabe homies i cut ’em
snakes in the grass
wanna light us, something for nothing like i’m nothing
next up the nine brother wasn’t but these wannabe homies i cut ’em
snakes in the grass
[verse 3: loc saint]
everybody wanna take a little something from loc and a trip to the throat
with these multiple propositions they dishing ’em at me like i’m a dummy
but i grab from my intuition, they’re sick and playing dead like a mummy
i’m on a mission and driven since i was young
i ain’t kidding, i’ve been spitting and written with this trigger tongue i’ve been given
what you thinking? you blinking and then your dreams arisen
well i got news for you wannabe rappers
this game is just like a prison, infect the struggle
and fight for the tattling titan through rappers and jealous brothers fighting to keep my father sober
standing around, but i’ve been in this game for years
feel my aggression
i’m sick of virility tryna steal my capabilities
rhyming just ain’t fulfilling me, peeling my cap and attacking all my serenities
travel without a midus to clack and hope it just back in their vicinity

[bridge: eric c. the tempa tantrum & loc saint]
gotta watch out for the snakes in sheep’s clothes pretending that they arose when
when they’re your foe
using you daily and taking all that you own, more deals and broken lounger
reap what you sow
[chorus: loc saint]
snakes in the grass
wanna light us, something for nothing like i’m nothing
next up the nine brother wasn’t but these wannabe homies i cut ’em
snakes in the grass
wanna light us, something for nothing like i’m nothing
next up the nine brother wasn’t but these wannabe homies i cut ’em
snakes in the grass
wanna light us, something for nothing like i’m nothing
next up the nine brother wasn’t but these wannabe homies i cut ’em
snakes in the grass

[outro: loc saint]
sna-sna-snakes in the grass
snakes in the grass
sna-sna-snakes in the grass

- loc saint

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