My new album ''Let It Rip'' will be available worldwide on April 20th 2022! Pre-order a limited edition merchandise bundle or pre-save the album right now! linktr.ee/snaktheripper
Video Directed & Edited by Beau Bokan
Music Produced by Snak The Ripper, Starkore & Jamie Kuse
Mixed by Jamie Kuse
© 2022 Stealth Bomb Records, All Rights Reserved.
LYRICS:
Chapter eight and I’m dialled in, great if you wanna know how I been, don’t really give a fuck what style is in, just do my thang over the horn and violin, no bullshit vibe only classic Rip, got em seeing double like acid trip, got a dad bod and my stash is thick, every photo pose I just grab my dick, I’m back in this bitch I’ll be done when I’m dead, never gonna stop like I’m runnin' the red, all the tears and the sweat and the blood that I shed, every breathe that I take like a blunt to the head, shit’ll hit like a round house straight to the throat, no booze no coke, still blazing the dope, think I’m losing my mind this the way that I cope, they used to hate on the kid, now they say I'm the goat, But I, move smooth like a crocodile, In my shoes these dudes couldn’t walk a mile, ain’t trying to be nobody else I just rock my style, if you see me calling it’s a pocket dial, guess, you could say that I’m back in my bag, only see me cappin’ when I’m cappin' a tag, mother fuckers out here just rapping to brag, but I kick shit so hard I’m snappin’ a leg, never let it stop, headed to the top spot, never really thought I would ever get a shot, now I’m serving mother fuckers better get it while it’s hot, weather medicated on these heavy sedatives or not, run my catalogue, every tune that I own, don’t fuck with anybody so I’m usually home, in the pool house doing shrooms to the dome, used to be in a crew, now Im cruisin' alone, fuck your copyright, copying my brand, rocky with the hand, drop em where they stand, cocky I’m the man, got what’s in demand, every single day I clock a couple grand, fuck the government, they chiselling my tax, set the bar high, risen to the max, so much fucking pain hidden in my tracks, they just want the truth, I just give em facts, everybody talk it’s the walk that I’m used to, leaving em in shock and I got me some screws loose, killin any beat, any time that I chose to, just another classic to pop on the KZfaq, All I see is rats now and I’m a fucking bird of prey, hit ya back hard enough to dislocate ya vertebrae, plan to live forever through my music every word I say, just another body that I added to the murder rate, they punching the air like they having a tantrum, every time I pull up, and hand em an anthem, kidnap your fans and demanded a ransom, ya girl looking at me like damn he so handsome, been duckin five oh, in the five point oh, they just wanna pull me over cause I don't drive slow, all the rights to my shit, bitch I own my own, get the mosh pit started at my own live show, yeah it’s been a long run guess I’m tired from the journey, they threaten to sue me so I hired some attorneys, they hate that I’m never gonna die, it’s concerning, just pour more gas on the fire when it’s burning...
I'm not bitter, I'm not jaded,
I been loved and I been hated,
through the darkness, never faded,
should be dead, instead I'm famous
I'm not bitter, I'm not jaded,
I been loved and I been hated,
through the darkness, never faded,
should be dead, instead I'm famous.