Teksty: Papa Roach. Infest. Snakes.

I got a problem with the snakes that are crawlin 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 what what I keep my distance cause they're makin me crazy and stealin 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 your 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 the snake that kills do you know how it feels to be stabbed in the back then watch the blood spill I don't like how it feels check it do you like how it feels to be stabbed in the back then watch the blood spill it's kinda funny how you're runnin your mouth man you're caught in a lie and there's no way out come on betray your friends and yo peeps and yo family livin like a snake livin like a bloody theif check my speech cause it's deep like the sea from me to yall and then from yall back to me danger danger I slay snakes like a ranger military style fears god not a stranger now tell me tell me who's crews sicker mine's sicker get on your knees and be a dick licker I don't like it I don't want it I don't need it what the fuck is up?