Now two, practiced the snake style He was known as the snake He had the of a snake
Niggaz is serpents out there style, no one could compete Serpents will 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, of the Bronx Streets of in Island Wherever you see em slither Whoever shit check it out
It me up when they pat me on my shoulder Said stay strong cuz his life is now I flash back to the heathens he roll with They shot him up and nobody knows shit My peers, ears
Came up to me with a eye of tears Last night we was shootin dice and nice Kid us, played us for our merchandise We were in the all day Me, Steve, and Ray
at first they tried to rob me Back me in the lobby, out the shotty Then came scotty, body My first impression, he returned a party He was just stagger, like Bacardi The dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad Pressed on the button, then all of a sudden He licked off, a dozen
Slugs from the cannon, that ripped my cousin was standin when the nigga started bustin Blood started to flood the floors, by the doors That's the last that I saw Damn, we plan to make grands of our two
Jagged edge, god, hard as Stonehenge whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge Hammer, he didn't give a damn the manor And on the block he was called by the and the grandmas Indecent, heathen, delinquent
His weekends was frequently, locked the precinct His most cape for catchin papes Was snatchin up snakes on a roof butt-naked em off like drapes Then ask what's the to the safe, with the brace And those who didn't reply they fell straight to face Razor blade sharp who the dark
And raid more spots than spays and narc's iron heart like Starks A fierce lion, who leave the crib without the iron And on the block he be slingin and duckin from the sirens Greetin he loved with a pound, and a bear hug Those who wanted life, they catch a slug from the
A five percent, who all was one to ten He loved the gods with his but his brain was filled with sin And when he came through be lookin out Hopin he shot or token out, Or the fuck up in Brooklyn house In PC, on a liquid diet, but he was than a riot Number two, the
Do the knowledge to a nigga named Bad rude boy from the of Jamaica With to venture, to the US To receive the gold he couldn't acheive In his country, even he sold mad weed For the man, who was the don of the clan Niggaz actin like they got the block Like I can't sling raps and eat food
But I be the rudest, bad boy steppin gun Shots out like a violent explosion At the nigga, who to stop my production Intervene the and slow up the cream None of that black, east New York, gun Niggaz I extort from Baltic to Memories of wounds and burns
Walkin the streets of Medina I stand firm Because I know this, which means I can hold down Without a doubt, niggaz who front, get out Justice be born there's no escape Because a snake can't be so I wait in the name to proclaim your fame for protection And you know no fuckin lessons? two, the snake
Bad, bad, Leroy man in the whole damn town Badder than the blue sea than you and me Niggaz threw the trees, like a salamander, bitin Like a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, a black panther The style I'm the fuck my name, who I be? the game, it's all about the money Owahhaerahh, I get high with the meth Then I to the killah priest When it twelve o'clock! I into the demon beast
Yo fuck shit two, the snake Show these what time it is two, the snake Whose the bad Whose the bad Now two He practiced the style He was known as the spirit
Lyrics, never waitin, days, penetrated When I with the roughness, mad niggaz try to rush this into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless When I try to stay sick, ya cub grafted six for the kill, knowing the style that's I'll When I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, chill!
I don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz To all the Wu Tang members The Killer, the Gza, the Rza, the Ol' Dirty Bastard The Method Man, the Chef Raekwon, Deck, you God