Snake

Watching the clock 'til it hits Waiting for ya bullshit to stick Selling the fraud that you spit Guilty of the crime of influence You're caught living a lie, seeing through evil eyes Swindling innocent minds ready to worship the sky You know exactly what you sell A build in crowd for you to tell "Hear my words find solace from your hell" And my ennemies? Yeah, I fucking hate 'em But I got the guts to say it, you're spewing venom Watching the clock 'til it hits Waiting for ya bullshit to stick Selling the fraud that you spit Guilty of the crime of influence You're spewing venom