Now number two, the snake style He was known as the spirit He had the of a snake
is like serpents out there Snake style, no one compete will bite Lay outside, and then they roll back into they They slither, in the of Brooklyn, New York in the streets, of Manhattan In the streets of Queens, streets of the Streets of state in Wherever you see em slither Whoever shit check it out
It broke me up they pat me on my shoulder Said stay cuz his life is now over I flash back to the heathens that he roll They shot him up and down knows shit My peers, little
Came up to me with a eye full of Last night we was shootin dice and nice Kid rolled us, played us for our We in the hallway all day Me, Steve, and Ray
at first they tried to rob me Back me in the lobby, out the shotty Then scotty, fragile body My first impression, he returned from a He was stagger, smellin' like Bacardi The dragon, braggin, how he was mad hotties Pressed on the elevator button, all of a sudden He licked off, a dozen
Slugs the cannon, that ripped through my cousin Nobody was standin the nigga started bustin started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors That's the last that I saw Damn, we plan to make of our home two
Jagged edge, rockin god, hard as whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge Hammer, he didn't give a damn about the And on the he was called by the mommas and the grandmas Indecent, heathen, delinquent
His was frequently, locked inside the precinct His most cape for catchin papes Was up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes Then ask what's the to the safe, with the brace And those who didn't reply they fell to their face Razor blade sharp who invades the
And raid more than spays and narc's iron heart like Tony Starks A lion, who never leave the crib without the iron And on the block he be slingin and duckin from the sirens niggaz he loved with a pound, and a bear hug Those who wanted life, they catch a slug the snub
A five percent, who all was one to ten He loved the with his heart but his brain was filled with sin And he came through niggaz be lookin out he gets shot or token out, Or locked the up in Brooklyn house In PC, on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a two, the snake
Do the to a nigga named Frigga Bad rude boy the land of Jamaica visions to venture, to the US To receive the gold that he couldn't In his country, even though he mad weed For the next man, who was the don of the Niggaz actin they got the block locked Like I can't drug raps and eat food
But I be the rudest, bad boy steppin gun Shots lash out a violent explosion At the nigga, who tries to my production Intervene the scene and up the cream None of that black, New York, gun talk Niggaz I extort from Baltic to Memories of injuries and burns
through the streets of Medina I stand firm Because I know this, which means I can hold mine Without a doubt, niggaz who front, get out Justice must be born no escape Because a snake can't be so I wait in the name to proclaim your fame for protection And you don't know no fuckin two, the snake
Bad, bad, Leroy Baddest man in the whole damn Badder the deep blue sea Badder you and me comin threw the trees, like a salamander, bitin Like a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a black The style I'm ampin the my name, who I be? Fuck the game, it's all the money Owahhaerahh, sometimes I get high with the I turn to the killah priest When it comes o'clock! I turn the demon beast
Yo fuck shit Number two, the Show motherfuckers what time it is two, the snake Whose the bad the bad ass? Now two He practiced the style He was as the snake spirit
Lyrics, waitin, twelve days, penetrated When I come with the roughness, mad try to rush this Slip into my killings, then I and you're helpless When I try to stay sick, it's ya cub six Calm for the kill, knowing the style I'll When I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, chill!
I don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz To all the Wu Tang clan The Killer, the Gza, the Rza, the Ol' Dirty Bastard The Method Man, the Raekwon, Inspector Deck, you God