[Verse 1]
Cobra in a coat, fake fangs, velvet throat,
Talk clean, act mean — hollow chest, hollow note.
Your girl's got a script, you read every line,
Tied to her strings, playing house for rings and wine.
No spine, just a shadow that folds in the rain,
Snap quick, blow hot, then sulk with the pain.
You blocked the fam for a wire — cold click, cold cash,
Left the table, left the calls, traded love for flash.
Anger like a matchbox — you spark, you scorch,
But when it gets real, you dodge, you torch the porch.
Smile for the 'gram, but your ledger's the truth,
Counting paper over people — boy, lost your youth.
[Pre-Chorus]
Short breaths, tight chest, you fake the alarm,
Spend a night on loud fights and hide from the harm.
You chose the green, you crossed the line,
Now watch this chorus hit like a headline.
[Chorus]
Snake in a suit — Tom, you bite the hand,
Sold your name for bands, now you can't stand.
Blocked the fam for cash — cold as a bank card's glare,
Tom — step in the ring if you think you dare. (x2)
[Verse 2 — Faster cadence]
Remember when Grandma called and you let it ring?
Saw a deposit hit, then froze like a spring.
Your rage is loud but it's all bark, no bone,
Throwing thunder on group chat then vanish off the phone.
She wears the crown, you fetch the throne — pathetic scene,
Acting like a king but your crown's a costume sheen.
You trade loyalty like receipts you toss in the bin,
Got receipts on receipts but no soul to win.
You flip scripts, flip friends, flip your whole kin,
Life's a short film — and you cut out the end.
[Breakdown / Pre-Chorus 2]
Faster breath, tighter gloves, feel the shift,
This is mass truth, no mercy, no drift.
You can storm in with fists or storm with lies,
Either way — the bell rings, and the truth don't disguise.
[Chorus]
Snake in a suit — Tom, you bite the hand,
Sold your name for bands, now you can't stand.
Blocked the fam for cash — cold as a bank card's glare,
Tom — step in the ring if you think you dare. (x2)
[Bridge / Callout — Full Force]
Lace up, Tom, midnight lights, bring that noise,
Gloves tight, mouth quiet — no more cheap decoys.
I'll meet you center, three rounds, corner to corner,
No spectators for the lies, just the bell and a mourner.
Hit the mitts, hit the truth — watch your stories split,
This ain't street talk, it's a test — can you handle it?
We settle beef where men settle things — fist on fist,
No DM receipts, no deleted texts, just clench and twist.
You ran from the family for a paycheck and a pout,
Now face me in the ring — earn your name back, knock it out.
[Final Chorus — Big Finish]
Snake in a suit — Tom, you bite the hand,
Sold your name for bands, now you can't stand.
Blocked the fam for cash — cold as a bank card's glare,
Tom — step in the ring if you think you dare.
Snake in a suit — Tom, you bite the hand,
Show your face, show your heart, let the whole world band.
[Outro]
This is a call, a loss-or-win, a thunder and a spin,
Tom — change the story, or step up, gloves on, w
