Uh, Def Jam [bad word] Ryders
My [bad word] TP, creep with me

[Verse 1: DMX]
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'mma hold you down
And trying to [bad word] all these [bad word]  I'mma show you how
But who…? Name's like you, but my friends call me Damien
And I'mma put hip to something about this game we in
You and me could take it there. And you'll be the hottest [bad word] ever livin' – that's a given? You'll see
Hmmm, that's what I've been wanting all my life
Thinking 'bout my little man so I call my wife
Well, your Dada is about to make it happen
(What you mean, my [bad word] ) I'm about to make it rappin'
Today I met this cat, he said his name was Damien
He thinks that we're a lot alike and wants to be my friend
(You mean like Chuckie?)
Haha, yeah, just like Chuckie
Dada looks like we're both lucky, yeah
[Hook]
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
How you gonna see them if you living in the fog?
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
How you gonna see them if you living in the fog?
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
How you gonna see them if you living in the fog?
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
How you gonna see them if you living in the fog?

[Verse 2]
Hey yo, (what up, D?) you's a smooth [bad word] I seen you when nobody knew who pulled the trigger
Yeah, you know it's always over dough
You sure, I could've swore it was over a ho
Na, na, that ain't my style– you stay frontin'
But you still my man, and I ain't going say nothin'
Got some weed, go 'head, smoke it! Go 'head, drink it!
Go 'head and [bad word] shorty! You know I can keep a secret (aight)
I'm about to have you driving, probably a Benz
But we gotta stay friends, blood out, blood in
Sounds good to me, [bad word] it, what I got to lose?
Hmm, nothing I can think of, any [bad word] would choose
Got me pushing the whips, taking trips across seas
Pockets stay laced, [bad word]  I floss G's
For that [bad word] I would bleed, give him my right hand
Now that I think about it… yo, that's my man

[Hook]
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
How you gonna see them if you living in the fog?
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
How you gonna see them if you living in the fog?
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
How you gonna see them if you living in the fog?
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
How you gonna see them if you living in the fog?

[Verse 3]
You like how everything is going? You like what I gave you?
You know if you was going down I'd be the one to save you
But yo, I need a favor, these cats across town hate me
Plus their behavior hasn't been too good lately
What? Anything for you, dog, where them niggas at?
38th from Broadway – aight, let me get the [bad word] 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, [bad word] on, keep it real
Aight, [bad word] 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 [bad word] – 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 nothing but trouble ahead

[Hook]
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
How you gonna see them if you living in the fog?
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
How you gonna see them if you living in the fog?
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
How you gonna see them if you living in the fog?
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
How you gonna see them if you living in the fog?

[Outro]
In the fog, the fog, living in the fog
How you gonna see 'em if you living in the fog
How you gonna see 'em if you living in the fog
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
To be continued, [bad word]