We all know that these guys are mothers,
And they’ve helped make life a living hell.
It’s their kind have injured the world;
None will do time, we know well.
Dudes, selling us the things they themselves called “shitty”;
We were blindsided by all their duplicity.

Snakes livin’ on the Street,
Snakes griftin’ on the Street,
Snakes’ fixes on the Street,
Snakes griftin’ on the Street.

Snakes who’d sell shit to their mothers. . .
Stiff anyone—they don’t care.
They’ll bleed you dry with greatest pleasure. . .
Left in poverty’s despair.
Dudes, selling us the things they themselves called “shitty.”
We were blindsided by all their mendacity.

Snakes griftin’ on the Street,
Snakes rippin’ off Main Street,
Snakes stick it to Main Street,
Snakes griftin’ on the Street.