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Obie Trice - Текст песни Culebras de Muerte
[Intro]
 Yaw
 Yaknowwhatimean?
 Culebras de Muerte
 D.S.
 [Verse 1]
 I blaze the crave of weed smoke shit be drivin' me crazed
 The seven figures keep 'em dazed, now I'm fifty and paid
 Five carats attract rabbits and niggas that wanna grab it
 I blast like a savage bastard, how you wanna have it?
 Cop a rock wit proper 9 milly betta stop ya
 Keepin niggas shook, see they eyes so I got ya
 Tactics, keep niggas askin' who that rappin'
 The snakes with tha passion, my gun keep 'em gaspin'
 Venom attract ears like crack do fiends
 Like rich niggas do rings and throw BB's up on beams
 Keep it real so it seems shots'll move yo spleen
 Cripple niggas make 'em scream, slit a deep wit my team
 Our breaks be undercover like Malik Yoba
 Mix the rum wit Pepsi Cola, camp-a-ola when the tour is over
 It's very rare you catch this snake sober
 Blast shots past your shoulders, here spin this 'til it's over
 Deep quick, the Range Rover spin out
 Takin' your men out
 Sendin' ten out
 Raid facilities like task force
 Shoulda had yours: four scores and several whores
 I've under-rated boars before snakes washed ashore
 [Verse 2]
 Well trained for mic fights like custom-ato
 Strait left jabs and right hooks connecting with your adams apple
 Leave you breathless, the chipped tooth, just molest it
 Your rhyme style is pitifile, you used up a minimile
 In my time I sit like fine wine
 My technique is genuine, I slow down cop like a yield sign
 You feel mines like a blind man, hands only
 I'm iron like Tony, scientists wantin' ta clone me
 My DNA's one way, I bomb like McVeigh
 I display my rhyme, spray a hundred shots and yo an animated
 K like blanks, rhymes shred the competition 
 My composition's too complex for the opposition
 Style switchin' from all the docks to south paw
 Fly away like Carbajal but still'll break your fuckin' jaw
 Raw iron sheek techniques that I speak in all languages
 Warnin' MC's not ta tangle wit 'dis
 Deep like an abyss when I display my gift
 My moonshift, I do you mafia-style wit the death kiss
 Plain and simple I'll leave you hangin' like genitals
 This invincible rap star is snake Ratt-a-lar 
 [Chorus]
 Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
 Four Deadly Snakes in a basket havenin'
 We havenin', four deadly snakes in a basket
 Cuatro, tres, dos , uno
 Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
 Four Deadly Snakes in a basket havenin'Obie Trice - Culebras de Muerte - http://ru.motolyrics.com/obie-trice/culebras-de-muerte-lyrics.html
 We havenin', four deadly snakes in a basket
 Cuatro, tres, dos , uno
 [Verse 3]
 Son my technique is vile like a heinous criminal 
 Look deep into my eyes, I'm spillin' thoughts subliminal
 Like movin' the crowd wit kinetics
 You just play the synthetic
 You get ripped easily cuz your shit be pathetic
 You need ta debt it 
 Before I kill it for you
 I'm raggin' like BuJu, my champious snake kung-fu
 The Water Mocassin
 A specializin' type be watchin'
 Use the force of your rhyme to counter what the fuck you rockin'
 Phony niggas be mockin' my style like parakeets
 Envious cuz my shit's sleeker, you know dat
 Picture it wit a Kodak
 I throw raps like blazin' fastballs 
 I flip sessions
 Niggas be like yo Mocc your rhyme is ass-ault
 My flow is uncomparable ta any
 Give me a shot at Remmy, watch me take it ta the hole like Penny
 I'm simply murderous, nigga don't tempt me
 Fuckin' spittin' venom 'til my glass empty
 [Verse 4]
 Hey yo I shine like ultraviolet sunrays
 Settin' fire to the Everglades
 Burn like purple haze
 Raise cane wit power phrase
 Venom blast wit the force of a 12 gauge
 Sparse tracks, beat 'em down like drumsticks over acoustics
 With lyrics dive off of the Empire State Building backwards
 I leave the concrete cracked, but you leave thoughts that I lead
 >From my verbal faucet, brain snatch your heart through your ass crack
 Then attack, snakes militant, soldiers in combat 
 We a radical, strap's nuthin' ta fuck wit
 I move through the battlefield wit tactics, spittin' poisonous bombshells
 Unveil then reveal, skills sharper than number 2 pencils
 Fake niggas tracin' they rhymes wit stencils
 Tossing ensue's at competetors like verbal javelins
 Travelin' at the speed of light like bows and arrows
 Aim for your mental, gold match the last munk in the temple
 Your words get lost in my bermuda triangle
 [Chorus]
 Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
 Four Deadly Snakes in a basket havenin'
 We havenin', four deadly snakes in a basket
 Cuatro, tres, dos , uno
 Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
 Four Deadly Snakes in a basket havenin'
 We havenin', four deadly snakes in a basket
 Cuatro, tres, dos , uno
 [Outro]
 Deadly Snake (x's 5 until fade)










