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No Snakes Alive
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
King Geedorah
King Geedorah
Vocals
Jet Jaguar
Jet Jaguar
Vocals
Rodan
Rodan
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Dumile Thompson
Daniel Dumile Thompson
Songwriter
The Metal Fingered Villain
The Metal Fingered Villain
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
King Geedorah
King Geedorah
Mixing Engineer
The Metal Fingered Villain
The Metal Fingered Villain
Producer

Lyrics

"Hahahahahaha!" Geedorah has arrived, you guys can take 5 By the time it's over, no snakes alive Take the dive, tellin' you, you betta off Then up against a flow to make her, take her sweater off, From the set off, when it came to scripts he could hardly brag, It's the result of, concentration and lolly gag, I said, "Yeah right" he pulled the mic out a snotty rag, Sealed up air-tight, and wrapped up in a body bag Get an advance, and catch chance, Writer's block after spendin' the first and last penny, My own worst enemy Tell me if I'm OD and usual flow, And made deals with these cats who keep sending dough, so, The Three-headed said it, never get busted He's a man of his word, who's not to be trusted Beats encrypted, multi-faceted encrusted, Shorty pawn, keep mic rusted Sort of mellow type of fellow Who sometimes spaz on wife like Othello Hell no he won't use words like Illuminati, or Gotti, or shoddy; He might use karate, Azar the Gaza caught cut, I'll ask why a mask with the gall style caps say, "nice fly," Exact dough 'til it stack high, white hoe, black guy The rap game, black eye Exhilaration, Jet Jag's accelerations Touch speeds, minds can't conceive Achieve altered altitudes and angles; angels answer aura, Illumination awesome Interpretation awkward Alarm, ankle house arrest Who's best, Monsta Island Czars, Crush pawn dreams, to be king, A frank reality, calculation could never be, Quest destined, distant competition dusted, Disgusted, race for second, crowded, clouded, Confusion, conclusion: simple, plain Self-education, self-made millionaires, Serpents slitherin', sidewind searchin' Stalkin', heat sensin', can't have me Jet Jag's riki tiki tavi, superhero Hit 0 to 60, hot pursuit, pedal to the floor Handlin', lyrics, traction, Swervin', left, right, Makin', head fakes, Playing, high stakes, Levitates, Quick! hit brakes, They fly past, hit wall, parts fly loose, kill a mongoose Fake niggas continue to practice the art of intimidation, Sterile minds conceived and drew up all artificial insemination Syntax a sequence, arrangin' lessons so deliberate Makin' wise words clear, but population stay illiterate Consider it: God's a fine power, fools get rid of it Men build dreams on promises but lackin' the will to deliver it You, I dissolve connivers like saliva on Tic Tacs Gone astray, but get the job done like socks, that's mix max Flip tracks, murder snakes, drunk niggas killin' six packs Chokin' on venom, sufferin' tricknological kickbacks Poverty-stricken minds with thoughts barely worth 2 cents Build history through time, linear design on blueprints A nuisance lies in disguise, 85 percent never knew Wise men arise, pull files like Internal Revenue Forever true, appalled there's self-evidence with leverage Upset the beast belly, concoct homogenized beverage Clever shit, calculated sabotage, Trojan Horse Gift-wrapped ambush, lethal energy in motion that grows in force Trojan swords strategically aligned throughout the underworld God of Elevation kill Superman, rape Wondergirl The discounted, decapitated, fake beings susceptible To everyday occurrence, a fatal outcome's inevitable Might as well join the force, boss Chance take a loss like coin toss Roll with a double-headed nickel While the partner Jet Jag with the sickle, you in a pickle King Geedorah, your ass better leave him alone 'Fore he cold-catch a seizure and leave you blown If he ain't the best, he's the best in the top 3 Either myself, I, and me Put on your thinking cap or act like you had a slight inkling, perhaps Or get smacked back in the ring like Bob Backlund Ink jet-black, you wack "Hahahahahaha!" "Hey, what's the meaning of this?" "Shut up!" "Hahahahahahahaha, young man"
Writer(s): Daniel Thompson, Percy Carey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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