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Mick Jenkins Snakes (ft. Kojey Radical)
It feels like an age has passed since Chicago lyricist Mick Jenkins dropped off The Circus, a brilliantly written and conceptually charged piece of work. By his own admission, the project was the first of many, with his ambition to stage a hip-hop takeover positioned at an all-time high. It would appear we’re on the verge of kicking off the second phase, with Mick’s new single “Snakes” sliding through to set the tone.
“Pulled up in the vintage thing, checked the rearview through the vintage frames,” spits Mick, his presence formidable in the opening bars. “That’s just gang behind me, dirty n***s, no stains behind me / Free Nation, oh boy, they chained a few n***s that came with slime / Or what niggas might call insane / they like calling bluffs, I won’t call it game.” It soon becomes evident that he’s never in anything less than complete control of his flow, staggering syllables to land where you least expect it.
British rapper Kojey Radical comes through with the assist, closing the up-tempo track with deftly delivered verse. “Maybe it’s sorcery, end up like apostrophe, I need me some accolades if I’m speakin’ honestly,” he spits. “I need me a couple plugs, just check my discography.” Look for Mick’s two-pack to be completed with the release of the Kaytranada-produced “Frontstreet,” and sound off in the comments – is Mick Jenkins top 5 with the pen?
Mick Jenkins – Snakes (ft. Kojey Radical) (prod. IAMNOBODI)
Lyrics
[Verse 1: Mick Jenkins]
Pulled up in the vintage thing
Checked the rearview through the vintage frames
That’s just gang behind me
Dirty niggas, no stains behind me
Free Nation, no ball and chain
A few niggas that came with slime
I’m what niggas might call insane
They like callin’ bluffs, I won’t call it game
If a nigga can’t play, when we callin’ refs
Can’t state the stats
Debated facts without the effort
Blade in act, like Golden State without the Steph
The glue ain’t right, the ankle shake
The shoe ain’t right, I threw it well
I manifest the blue and white
I’m too legit, I’m doin’ it right
Still they hate, so
That ain’t mean I make it through the night
[Pre-Chorus 1: Mick Jenkins]
We been buildin’ isosceles, conduct like apostrophes
And you know we need the acknowledgement
You can’t talk shit with apologies at the end of your sentences
Concentrate, the truth can’t kinda be
I’m lookin’ for Kendrick, fuck
I find ’em on Folk, I’m like an anaconda be
[Chorus: Mick Jenkins & Kojey Radical]
Snakes in the grass, snakes on plane
Snakes with a master, it’s one in the same
Snakes in the grass (Uh), snakes on plane (Uh)
Snakes with a master (Uh, uh, uh, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2: Kojey Radical]
Snakes only wanna tip the scales when your pockets heavy
I remember days peace of mind comin’ secondary to this piece of mine
Girl, hold it steady, gotta concentrate
I been plottin’ seeds, water workin’ ’till the levee break
How no seasons change in the tall grass?
Man, the serpent’s deadly ’till they penetrate
If I tell it, I could pen a book
You could come to London, baby, take a look
I know really drillers, I know real niggas
We don’t feel niggas, no, we got them shook
Same bruddas that will smile with ya
Quick to put the pistol to your pearly whites
Keep my circle tight like numb pussy
Just a couple brothers, ain’t nothin’, pussy
[Pre-Chorus 2: Kojey Radical]
Maybe it’s sorcery, end up like apostrophe
I need me some accolades if I’m speakin’ honestly
I need me a couple plugs, just check my discography
They don’t want no parts of me
I’m sheddin’ my skin just like anacondas be
[Chorus: Mick Jenkins]
Snakes in the grass, snakes on plane
Snakes with a master, it’s one in the same
Snakes in the grass, snakes on plane
Snakes with a master
