You know I got these snakes
And I cannot lie
They'll bite you in the ass
Just to watch you die.
They ain't all like that
Some are slick and smooth
Like a cat in a club
Wanting into your goove.
There's a limit to venom
You know that's true
Some might take you to heaven
But only if you want to.
Got a bad reputation
For doing some harm
Cuz we live in a nation
Where we don't do calm.
There's no correlation
Between a bite from an asp
When the envenomation's
already in your grasp.
You'll die from your paucity
You'll die in pain
In the heart of a poor city
You know who's to blame.
