Rap-Viper

Rap Viper! Superbly trained
To drop dimes on your mind as I’m scanning your brain
Cobra for Life — my parents met at the Terror-Drome
Broca Beach Boardwalk — that there’s my home
Dad worked at ARBCO, mom was a Tele-viper
Was flying Rattlers when you could still smell my diapers
Lyrical sniper, delivered without obstacle
By Dr. Venom at Cobra Island Hospital
Diabolical my style’s deadly like Golobulus
Speakers on my back, me and rap are synonomous
Major Bludd got me into writing poetry
Riding Hydrofoils when the Eels used to flow with me
And now they know it’s me every single place I go
Rallying the troops getting played on Cobra Radio
Sonic Fighter, my Primary Specialty
Is that I rhyme very freshily
Rap-Viper! Never spit blanks
Play me from the FANGS to the BUGGs to the HISSTANKS
Springfield to the Cobra Citadel
Rocking shows around the globe and y’know I give ‘em hell
Now as a Cobra Youth with my best friend Billy
Used to bug Crystal Ball always thought he was silly
Back when Big Boa taught me how to box
In between swimming laps with Croc Master’s crocs
I was stealing grape pops from under the dreadnoks
Getting dirtier than Shadowtracker’s dreadlocks
And when it gets hot and Ammo’s bursting
Just throw in my words and chill like Snow Serpents
Dope serving! Like Headman in a drug store
Once got busy in the back of a Buzz Boar
And much more, but that’s for another day
Don’t need Tomax to know what your brothers say
Cobra records put your fams on the roster
So bump my jams from your Mamba copters
With my Modified standard issue RTO
To let every last snake know where to party yo