Now number two, the snake style He was known as the snake He had the of a snake
Niggaz is like serpents out style, no one could compete Serpents bite Lay outside, and then they roll into they holes They slither, in the of Brooklyn, New York Slither in the streets, of In the streets of Queens, of the Bronx of state in Island Wherever you see em they Whoever fearsome shit it out
It broke me up when pat me on my shoulder Said stay strong cuz his is now over I back to the heathens that he roll with They shot him up and down nobody shit My peers, ears
up to me with a eye full of tears Last 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 they to rob me me in the lobby, pull out the shotty Then scotty, fragile 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, then all of a He off, about a dozen
Slugs from the cannon, that ripped my cousin Nobody was standin when the started bustin started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors That's the last thing I saw Damn, we plan to make grands of our two
Jagged edge, god, hard as Stonehenge Pledged whoever crossed his get scrapped with a sledge Hammer, he give a damn about the manor And on the he was called by the mommas and the grandmas Indecent, heathen, juvenile
His was frequently, locked inside the precinct His most recent for catchin papes Was up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes Then ask the combination to the safe, with the brace And those who didn't reply they fell straight to face Razor sharp who invades the dark
And raid more spots than spays and iron heart like Tony Starks A fierce lion, who leave the crib without the iron And on the block he be rocks and duckin from the sirens Greetin niggaz he with a pound, and a bear hug Those who wanted life, they catch a slug from the
A percent, who all knew was one to ten He loved the gods with his heart but his brain was with sin And when he came through niggaz be 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 two, the snake
Do the knowledge to a nigga named Bad boy from the land of Jamaica With to venture, to the US To receive the gold that he couldn't In his country, though he sold mad weed For the man, who was the don of the clan Niggaz actin they got the block locked I can't sling drug raps and eat food
But I be the rudest, bad boy gun totin Shots out like a violent explosion At the nigga, who tries to stop my 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
through the streets of Medina I stand firm Because I know this, means I can hold mine down a doubt, niggaz who front, get snuffed out Justice must be born no escape a snake can't be reformed so I wait Comin in the name to proclaim fame for protection And you don't know no fuckin two, the snake
Bad, bad, Brown Baddest man in the whole damn Badder than the blue sea than you and me Niggaz comin threw the trees, like a salamander, Like a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a black The I'm ampin the fuck my name, who I be? the game, it's all about the money Owahhaerahh, sometimes I get with the meth Then I turn to the killah When it comes o'clock! I into the demon beast
Yo fuck shit two, the snake Show these motherfuckers what it is Number two, the the bad ass? Whose the bad Now two He practiced the style He was as the snake spirit
Lyrics, waitin, twelve days, penetrated When I come with the roughness, mad niggaz try to rush Slip into my killings, then I slays and you're 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 no more, niggaz know To all the Wu Tang members The Ghostface Killer, the Gza, the Rza, the Ol' Bastard The Method Man, the Chef Raekwon, Deck, you God