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PAPA ROACH >> Merchandise Links
PAPA ROACH
I got a problem with the snakes that are crawling Through my area when the darkness has fallen Momma told me that they love to bite They'll stab you in the back, no shame that's right I keep my distance cause they're making me crazy And stealing from me, you know those fuckers are lazy My blood boils fat turns to oil Step the fuck back, or you'll get buried in soil Over drama, or you could sleep with the fishes My clutches are tight and I'll take your last wishes One for the money, two for your girl Three for your life now I fucked up your world Do you like how it feels to be bit In the neck by a snake that kills Do you know how it feels to be stabbed in the back Then watch the blood spill It's kinda funny how you're running your mouth man You're caught in a lie and there's no way out, come on Betray your friends and your peeps and your family Living like a snake, living like a bloody thief Check my speech cause it's deep like the sea From me to y'all and then from y'all back to me Danger, danger I slay snakes like a ranger Military style fears God, not a stranger Now tell me whose crew slicker? Mine's sicker Get on your knees be a dick licker
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