Year Of The Snake I can feel you slither in Down my way In a place I don't shivering It's too cold out here (It's so fucking cold, it's fucking cold)
It's too cold inside, outside Atmosphere, it can not coincide With me, how I feel
Oh how do I feel, it can not be real, no You can not be real, you can not be real But I can feel you slither in Inside of me It's a fantasy Posing as reality Slithering inside of me
Inside, outside, of my mind Can not see, concept of time It's a fantasy Prettier then reality This bitches are scared of me Thinking in CPO And I think of breath formula Cooking so hot, smoke coming from the oven Year Of The Snake, yeah, that's when I was made I was shedding news scales, new bitch every day
Every day change No, no waste Slither like a snake Sheder like a snake You can not behave Acting hella fake Speak now bitch Or never hold your peace
It's too cold inside, outside Atmosphere, it can not coincide With me, how I feel
Oh how do I feel, it can not be real, no You can not be real, you can not be real But I can feel you slither in Inside of me It's a fantasy Posing as reality Slithering inside of meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
