Komrade (Brothers Grim) - Snakes In The Grass ft Chad 'L.E' McGhie
Komrade (of Brothers Grim) presents Snakes In The Grass ft Chad 'L.E' McGhie
Directed by Andrew Top Dawg Smith / Asmyth Production
Produced by Chad 'L.E' McGhie
Mixed & Mastered by Nato at Up In Arms Studios
ft: @laynielovelace
snakes provided by: @crooksmastinos & Alexandra Flynn
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LYRICS:
Komrade:
Fuck your yippity yapitin Kom here to rap again
Mens can get slapped if you ask me whats happening
Reactions can happen when actions are wack
You got slapped in the face I got stabbed in the back
As a matter of fact I am done helping rappers
Unless you my brother you can start walking backwards
Verse could be free if I fucked with your set
But your angry at me cause I wanted a cheque
Up your level we can talk till then take a walk
When I start to talk business the messages stop
These mens is so soft the emotional type
Because most of their life they been told they alright
But they aint half my city need to quit now
Real ones stand up fakes ones sit down
Fucking ass clown circle jerk fake rappers
Take the head off the serpents that you rappers take after
Hook:
Why do we need to pretend we all bleed in the end
Our friends all begin to clash surrounded by snakes in the grass
Why do I need to pretend we all bleed in the end
Our friends all begin to clash surrounded by snakes in the grass
Chad LE McGhie:
Landslide, your ego in a bad stand/
Fly like a hawk the snakes slither in the grass land/
Fakes quick, make bucks with a talent that is make shift/
See the skies with their eyes but they never crawl out the snake pit/
Take tit, hey kid, take that shit back to nursery/
You're drastically fake, tragic, more plastic than surgery/
Heard of me? Murder beats, swerve on these Alberta streets/
Help, emergency! These herb emcees like a turd in sheets/
Turbulence, making tweaks to make the flock drown/
Don't stop now, can only topple monsters from the top down/
Rock towns, a million times and still get stage fright/
Friends become enemies like venom spreads from a snake bite/
Not a fake plight, fight until you take rights/
Wake, sight, on your knees and you squeeze like your breaks' tight/
Blight, can you hear me, are you clearly out of practice/
I might not see the snakes, but I can still hear the grass hiss/
Hook:
Why do we need to pretend we all bleed in the end
Our friends all begin to clash surrounded by snakes in the grass
Why do I need to pretend we all bleed in the end
Our friends all begin to clash surrounded by snakes in the grass
Komrade:
20K into shows Ill never see back
Means that I'm bad at my job or the scenes wack
Either be truthful my ego is shattered
My lifes into music I thought that it mattered
60K more I dropped chasing all this music shit
But when its time to pay my bills I feel like I am loosing it
Loser kids they come around and wanna rock a show with me
When its time to share the wealth they act like they dont notice me
Cold poetry the game is filled with snakes with egos
Yeah a snake can kill a rat but can it take an eagle
Straight lethal yeah Kom loose a mongoose
Snakes slither with lies this beyond truth
This a pest extermination
At best a burning hatred to murder what I created in my basement
Music was a muse now its madness and I hate life
Feel like I am loosing from the venom in the snake bite