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Can't call snakes sneaky, hidin aint what they do,
since that Cobra escapee, was caught at the Bronx Zoo,
figured it'd never get caught too, was i wrong to?
shit started out good chewin, saw you then my food spewed,
out on the sidewalk, and i just slowly walked away,
you can't be real, how do i feel, you are as fake as clay,
it's why i watched you like you watched how much you weigh,
i tried goin all the way, you weren't even halfway,
i wish i knew the shit that you would do to me,
i would've prepared myself for the raging sea,
she shelled out more and i overpaid the fee,
had me runnin circles around that bitch, 24/7 grand prix,
alone i grow and pay the toll of growin confidence,
women lie, men lie, love hurts is common sense,
i look at you now and see you as just a kinda dense,
for all the shit we put each other through to even make some sense.