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Beware of Snakes

beware of snakes after she breath in she anointed my head with the oil of life now I could see how the green snakes crib in my grass I am in the jungle the wild wild animals still never stop their swallow lies their contact are so tall cos they are the snakes we kill in the wild when we fight for our own ask me why I don't sleep cos the night is deeper than deep remember the night is the day for the wicked if not ask the witch in your hood why they fly at night when the innocent sleep in peace is the day for the snakes so tell me why I will sleep in den of snakes so in my nights when they crib with their evil intention I stay alive to beware of snakes I know they trust no body I know they love the trigger they minds are so high to evil they got no shame cos they got no heart they crib in my hood they live In various cities they are normal but with guns they are beasts blood looks water to they they are use to is splash it gives them energy here you see why I cant trust a Forest cos no matter wild or domestic a Forest is still no guarantee for the green snake in the green grass if you still wonder why I need keep alive at night and beware of snakes

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