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Låttexter: DMX. It's Dark And Hell Is Hot. Damien.

Uh Def Jam
Uh Ruff Ryders
The Snake the rat, the cat, the dog,
How you gon' see them if you livin' in the fog?
My nigga T P creep with me
The Snake the rat, the cat, the dog,
How you gon' see them if you livin' in the fog?

Why is it every move I make turn out to be a bad one
Where's my Guardian Angel need one, wish I had one
I'm right here shorty and I'ma hold you down, what
And tryin' to fuck all these bitches I'ma show you how
But who? My name D like you but my friends call me Damien
And I'm a put you into somethin' about this game we in
You and me could take it there and you'll be the hottest nigga ever livin'
That's a givin', you'll see

Hmmm thats what I've been wantin' all my life
Thinkin' 'bout my little man so I call my wife
Well your dada is about to make it happen
What'chu mean my nigga?
I'm about to make it rappin' today I met this cat
He said his name was Damien
He thinks that we're alot alike and wants to be my friend
You mean like Chuckie? Ha Ha yeah just like Chuckie
Dada looks like w both lucky, yeah

The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
How you gon' see them if you livin' in the fog?
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
How you gon' see them if you livin' in the fog?
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
How you gon' see them if you livin' in the fog?
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
How you gon' see them if you livin' in the fog?

Hey yo D
What up D
You a smooth nigga, I seen you
But nobody knew who pulled the trigger
Yeah, you know it's always over doe
You sure, I could've sworn it was over a hoe
Na, na that ain't my style
May you stay frontin' but you still my man
And I ain't goin' say nothin',
Got yo weed go 'head smoke it, what?
Go 'head drink it, what? Go 'head 'n fuck shorty
You know I can keep a secret, aight

I'm about to have you drivin'
Probably a Benz, but we gotta stay friends blood out, blood in
Sounds good to me, fuck it, what I got to lose
Hmm nothin' I can think of, any nigga would choose
Got me pushin' the whips, takin' trips across seas
Pockets stay laced, nigga I push G's
For that nigga I would bleed, give him my right hand
Now that I think about it yo, that's my man

The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
How you gon' see them if you livin' in the fog?
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
How you gon' see them if you livin' in the fog?
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
How you gon' see them if you livin' in the fog?
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
How you gon' see them if you livin' in the fog?

You like how everything is goin', you like what I did, yeah
You know if you was goin' down I'd be the one to see it, true
But yo I need a favor, these cat's across town hate me
Plus they behave, they haven't been to good lately
What anything for you dog where them niggas at
38th and Broadway
Let me get the Gat run up on 'em strapped bust off caps on four niggas
Laid low for 'bout a month and killed two more niggas
Now I'm ready to chill but you still want me to kill

Look at what I did for you dog, come on, keep it real
Aight, fuck it, I'ma do it, who is it this time
Hey yo remember that kid Sean you used to be with in '89
Naw, that's my man
I thought I was your man
But yo, that's my nigga
Hey who's your biggest fan
Either do it or give me your right hand
That's what you said
I see now, ain't nothin' but trouble ahead

The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
How you gon' see them if you livin' in the fog?
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
How you gon' see them if you livin' in the fog?
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
How you gon' see them if you livin' in the fog?
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
How you gon' see them if you livin' in the fog?

In the fog, the fog livin' in the fog
How you gon' see 'em if you livin' in the fog?
How you gon' see 'em if you livin' in the fog?
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
To be continued motherfuckers

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