Now number two, practiced the snake He was as the snake spirit He had the of a snake
Niggaz is like serpents out Snake style, no one could Serpents bite Lay outside, and then they roll into they holes They slither, in the streets of Brooklyn, New in the streets, of Manhattan In the of Queens, streets of the Bronx of state in Island Wherever you see em they Whoever fearsome check it out
It broke me up when they pat me on my Said stay cuz his life is now over I flash back to the heathens that he with They shot him up and nobody knows shit My peers, little
Came up to me with a eye full of night we was shootin dice and gettin nice Kid rolled us, us for our merchandise We in the hallway all day Me, Steve, and Ray
Probably at first tried to rob me Back me in the lobby, pull out the 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 elevator button, all of a sudden He off, about a dozen
Slugs from the cannon, that through my cousin was standin when the nigga started bustin Blood started to flood the floors, by the elevator That's the last that I saw Damn, we plan to grands of our home two
Jagged edge, rockin god, as Stonehenge Pledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a Hammer, he didn't a damn about the manor And on the block he was by the mommas and the grandmas Indecent, heathen, delinquent
His weekends was frequently, locked the precinct His most recent for catchin papes Was snatchin up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off drapes Then ask what's the combination to the safe, with the And those who didn't reply they fell straight to face blade sharp who invades the dark
And raid more spots than spays and narc's iron like Tony Starks A fierce lion, who never the crib without the iron And on the block he be slingin and duckin from the sirens Greetin niggaz he loved with a pound, and a 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 through niggaz be lookin out Hopin he shot or token out, Or locked the fuck up in house In PC, on a diet, but he was louder than a riot Number two, the
Do the knowledge to a nigga named Bad rude boy from the land of visions to venture, to the US To the gold that he couldn't acheive In his country, even though he sold mad For the next man, who was the don of the actin like they got the block locked Like I can't drug raps and eat food
But I be the rudest, bad boy gun totin Shots lash out like a explosion At the nigga, who tries to stop my Intervene the scene and slow up the None of that black, east New York, gun Niggaz I from Baltic to Boardwalk Memories of wounds and burns
Walkin the streets of Medina I stand firm Because I this, which means I can hold mine down Without a doubt, niggaz who front, get out Justice must be born no escape Because a snake can't be reformed so I Comin in the name to proclaim fame for protection And you don't know no lessons? Number two, the
Bad, bad, Brown Baddest man in the damn town Badder than the deep sea than you and me Niggaz comin the trees, like a salamander, bitin Like a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a panther The I'm ampin the fuck my name, who I be? the game, it's all about the money Owahhaerahh, I get high with the meth I turn to the killah priest When it comes o'clock! I into the demon beast
Yo that shit two, the snake Show these motherfuckers what it is Number two, the Whose the bad Whose the bad Now two He the snake style He was known as the spirit
Lyrics, never waitin, twelve days, I come with the roughness, mad niggaz try to rush this Slip into my killings, then I slays and helpless When I try to sick, it's ya cub grafted six Calm for the kill, knowing the style that's I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, buddah chill!
I don't need to rhyme no more, know To all the Wu clan members The Ghostface Killer, the Gza, the Rza, the Ol' Dirty The Man, the Chef Raekwon, Inspector Deck, you God