When you walk into a room
Like you've been eating all your life out some silver spoon
And your life sucking all of your shit
Like you are so damn sure everybody is fighting in to win
And you are shy as you can be
And you don't want nothing unless is coming for free
Your disrespect got me seeing red
[?] you won't quit my arms [?] shot from your head
Like a snake in the grass
When you take you don't ask
Think you get it over on me
Listen up
Snake
Snake
Listen I... I've seen your kind
Is with some pretty little words around confuse their minds
Now listen up I know you well
And I sure I don't need the kind of joke you're trying to sell
Like a snake in the grass
Well you take you don't ask
And you think you get it over on me
Listen
You're a snake in the grass
Well you take you don't ask
Think you get it over on me
Check it out
Snake
Ou!
Now you're snake in the grass
When you take you don't ask
Think you get it over on me
Listen
You're a snake in the grass
And you take you don't ask
You think you get it over on me
You kiss my ass
Snake
Snake
Snake
Snake was written by Robert Mason (Rock).
Snake was produced by Keith Olsen.