Now number two, practiced the snake style
Niggas is like serpents out there (Snake style, no one could compete)
Serpents will bite
Lay outside, and then they roll back into they holes
They slither in the streets of Brooklyn, New York
Slither in the streets of Manhattan
In the streets of Queens, streets of the Bronx
Streets of Staten Island
Wherever you see 'em, thеy slither
Whoever
Yo, fеarsome shit, check it out
Yo, yo
It broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder
Said stay strong 'cause his life is now over
I flash back to the heathens that he roll with
They shot him up and down, nobody knows shit
My peers, little ears
He came up to me with a eye full of tears
Last night we was shootin' dice and gettin' nice
Kid rolled us, played us for our merchandise
We were in the hallway all day
Me, Steve and Little Ray
Probably at first they tried to rob me
Back me in the lobby, pull out the shotty
Then came Scotty, fragile body
My first impression, he returned from a party
He would just stagger, smellin' like Bacardi
The Dragon, braggin' how he was f**kin' mad hotties
Pressed on the elevator button, and all of a sudden
He licked off about a dozen
Slugs from the cannon that ripped through my cousin
No one was standing when the nigga started bustin'
Blood started to flood the floors by the elevator door
That's the last thing that I saw
Damn, we planned to make grands and buy a home
(It's number two)
Jagged edge, rock headed god hard as Stonehenge
Pledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge
Hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manner
And on the block he was called by the mamas
And the grandmas, "indecent", "heathen", "juvenile delinquent"
His weekends was frequently locked inside the precinct
His most recent case for catchin' papes
Was snatchin' up snakes on a roof butt-naked, hang 'em off like drapes
Then ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace
And those who didn't reply they fell straight to their face
Razor blade sharp who invades the dark
A fierce lion who never leave the crib without the iron
And on the block he be slingin' rocks and duckin' from the sirens
Greetin' niggas he loved with a pound and a bear hug
Those who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub
A Five Percent, who all knew was one to ten
He loved the Gods with his heart but his brain was filled with sin
And when he came through niggas be lookin' out
Or locked the f**k up in Brooklyn House
In PC on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot
Yo, do the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga (Number two, the snake)
Bad rudeboy from the land of Jamaica
With visions to venture to the U.S
To receive the gold that he couldn't achieve
In his country, even though he sold mad weed
For the next man, who was the Don of the clan
Niggas acting like they got the block locked
Like I can't sling drug raps and eat food
But I be the rudest, bad boy stepping gun toting
Shots lash out like a violent explosion
Intervene the scene and slow up the cream
None of that black, East New York, gun talk
Niggas I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk
Memories of injuries, wounds and burns
Walking through the streets of Medina I stand firm
'Cause I know this, which means I can hold mine down
Without a doubt, niggas who front get snuffed out
Justice must be born, there's no escape
'Cause a snake can't be reformed so why wait?
Coming in the name to proclaim your fame for protection
And you don't know no f**kin' lessons? (Number two, the snake)
Bad, bad, Leroy Brown
Baddest man in the whole damn town
Badder than the deep blue sea
Badder than you and me
Niggas coming through the trees like a salamander
Biting like a piranha
But I'm biting you back like a black panther
The style, I'm ampin' the
F**k my name, who I be?
F**k the game, it's all about the money
Sometimes I get high with the Meth
Then I turn to the Killah Priest
When it comes twelve o'clock
I turned into the demon beast
Yo, yo f**k that shit
Yo, show these motherf**kers what time it is (Number two, the snake)
(Number two, the snake)
Who's the badass?
Who's the badass?
(Now number two)
(He practiced the snake style
Lyrics, never waiting, twelve days penetrated
When I come with the roughness, mad niggas try to rush this
Slip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless
When I try to stay sick, it's Yakub grafted six
Calm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill
I don't need to rhyme no more, niggas know, yo
To all the Wu-Tang Clan members
The Ghostface Killah, the GZA, the RZA, the Ol' Dirty Bastard
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:01.453][Intro]
[00:02.713]Now number two, practiced the snake style
[00:16.815]Niggas is like serpents out there (Snake style, no one could compete)
[00:19.901]Serpents will bite
[00:22.922]Lay outside, and then they roll back into they holes
[00:27.157]They slither in the streets of Brooklyn, New York
[00:31.159]Slither in the streets of Manhattan
[00:33.913]In the streets of Queens, streets of the Bronx
[00:37.739]Streets of Staten Island
[00:40.310]Wherever you see 'em, thеy slither
[00:43.677]Whoever
[00:46.780]Yo, fеarsome shit, check it out
[00:52.033]Yo, yo
[00:52.531][Verse 1: Killah Priest]
[00:53.029]It broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder
[00:56.031]Said stay strong 'cause his life is now over
[00:58.530]I flash back to the heathens that he roll with
[01:01.290]They shot him up and down, nobody knows shit
[01:04.033]My peers, little ears
[01:06.278]He came up to me with a eye full of tears
[01:08.774]Last night we was shootin' dice and gettin' nice
[01:11.536]Kid rolled us, played us for our merchandise
[01:14.281]We were in the hallway all day
[01:17.024]Me, Steve and Little Ray
[01:19.102]Probably at first they tried to rob me
[01:21.302]Back me in the lobby, pull out the shotty
[01:23.809]Then came Scotty, fragile body
[01:26.255]My first impression, he returned from a party
[01:29.036]He would just stagger, smellin' like Bacardi
[01:31.773]The Dragon, braggin' how he was f**kin' mad hotties
[01:34.763]Pressed on the elevator button, and all of a sudden
[01:38.060]He licked off about a dozen
[01:40.035]Slugs from the cannon that ripped through my cousin
[01:42.540]No one was standing when the nigga started bustin'
[01:45.261]Blood started to flood the floors by the elevator door
[01:48.523]That's the last thing that I saw
[01:50.786]Damn, we planned to make grands and buy a home
[01:54.549](It's number two)
[01:55.328][Verse 2: RZA]
[01:55.822]Jagged edge, rock headed god hard as Stonehenge
[01:58.557]Pledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge
[02:01.310]Hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manner
[02:03.556]And on the block he was called by the mamas
[02:05.327]And the grandmas, "indecent", "heathen", "juvenile delinquent"
[02:08.546]His weekends was frequently locked inside the precinct
[02:11.284]His most recent case for catchin' papes
[02:13.302]Was snatchin' up snakes on a roof butt-naked, hang 'em off like drapes
[02:16.053]Then ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace
[02:19.056]And those who didn't reply they fell straight to their face
[02:21.546]Razor blade sharp who invades the dark
[02:27.064]A fierce lion who never leave the crib without the iron
[02:29.578]And on the block he be slingin' rocks and duckin' from the sirens
[02:32.067]Greetin' niggas he loved with a pound and a bear hug
[02:34.829]Those who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub
[02:37.302]A Five Percent, who all knew was one to ten
[02:39.801]He loved the Gods with his heart but his brain was filled with sin
[02:42.301]And when he came through niggas be lookin' out
[02:46.038]Or locked the f**k up in Brooklyn House
[02:47.827]In PC on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot
[02:50.805]
[02:52.858][Verse 3: Masta Killa]
[02:53.394]Yo, do the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga (Number two, the snake)
[02:55.905]Bad rudeboy from the land of Jamaica
[02:58.153]With visions to venture to the U.S
[03:00.366]To receive the gold that he couldn't achieve
[03:03.162]In his country, even though he sold mad weed
[03:05.879]For the next man, who was the Don of the clan
[03:08.379]Niggas acting like they got the block locked
[03:10.393]Like I can't sling drug raps and eat food
[03:13.374]But I be the rudest, bad boy stepping gun toting
[03:16.379]Shots lash out like a violent explosion
[03:21.645]Intervene the scene and slow up the cream
[03:24.127]None of that black, East New York, gun talk
[03:26.622]Niggas I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk
[03:29.369]Memories of injuries, wounds and burns
[03:31.866]Walking through the streets of Medina I stand firm
[03:34.645]'Cause I know this, which means I can hold mine down
[03:37.103]Without a doubt, niggas who front get snuffed out
[03:39.872]Justice must be born, there's no escape
[03:42.379]'Cause a snake can't be reformed so why wait?
[03:44.874]Coming in the name to proclaim your fame for protection
[03:47.601]And you don't know no f**kin' lessons? (Number two, the snake)
[03:50.149][Verse 4: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
[03:50.357]Bad, bad, Leroy Brown
[03:52.882]Baddest man in the whole damn town
[03:55.360]Badder than the deep blue sea
[03:58.506]Badder than you and me
[04:01.927]Niggas coming through the trees like a salamander
[04:04.694]Biting like a piranha
[04:07.189]But I'm biting you back like a black panther
[04:10.478]The style, I'm ampin' the
[04:12.177]F**k my name, who I be?
[04:15.470]F**k the game, it's all about the money
[04:20.722]Sometimes I get high with the Meth
[04:22.974]Then I turn to the Killah Priest
[04:24.958]When it comes twelve o'clock
[04:26.736]I turned into the demon beast
[04:27.493]
[04:28.209][Interlude]
[04:28.751]Yo, yo f**k that shit
[04:30.700]Yo, show these motherf**kers what time it is (Number two, the snake)
[04:34.412](Number two, the snake)
[04:38.206]Who's the badass?
[04:43.697]Who's the badass?
[04:45.177](Now number two)
[04:46.458](He practiced the snake style
[04:47.924]
[04:49.199][Verse 5: Buddha Monk]
[04:50.952]Lyrics, never waiting, twelve days penetrated
[04:53.202]When I come with the roughness, mad niggas try to rush this
[04:55.412]Slip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless
[04:57.944]When I try to stay sick, it's Yakub grafted six
[05:00.443]Calm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill
[05:06.442]
[05:07.202][Outro: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
[05:07.584]I don't need to rhyme no more, niggas know, yo
[05:10.265]To all the Wu-Tang Clan members
[05:12.761]The Ghostface Killah, the GZA, the RZA, the Ol' Dirty Bastard
Now number two, practiced the snake style
Niggas is like serpents out there (Snake style, no one could compete)
Serpents will bite
Lay outside, and then they roll back into they holes
They slither in the streets of Brooklyn, New York
Slither in the streets of Manhattan
In the streets of Queens, streets of the Bronx
Streets of Staten Island
Wherever you see 'em, thеy slither
Whoever
Yo, fеarsome shit, check it out
Yo, yo
It broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder
Said stay strong 'cause his life is now over
I flash back to the heathens that he roll with
They shot him up and down, nobody knows shit
My peers, little ears
He came up to me with a eye full of tears
Last night we was shootin' dice and gettin' nice
Kid rolled us, played us for our merchandise
We were in the hallway all day
Me, Steve and Little Ray
Probably at first they tried to rob me
Back me in the lobby, pull out the shotty
Then came Scotty, fragile body
My first impression, he returned from a party
He would just stagger, smellin' like Bacardi
The Dragon, braggin' how he was f**kin' mad hotties
Pressed on the elevator button, and all of a sudden
He licked off about a dozen
Slugs from the cannon that ripped through my cousin
No one was standing when the nigga started bustin'
Blood started to flood the floors by the elevator door
That's the last thing that I saw
Damn, we planned to make grands and buy a home
(It's number two)
Jagged edge, rock headed god hard as Stonehenge
Pledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge
Hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manner
And on the block he was called by the mamas
And the grandmas, "indecent", "heathen", "juvenile delinquent"
His weekends was frequently locked inside the precinct
His most recent case for catchin' papes
Was snatchin' up snakes on a roof butt-naked, hang 'em off like drapes
Then ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace
And those who didn't reply they fell straight to their face
Razor blade sharp who invades the dark
A fierce lion who never leave the crib without the iron
And on the block he be slingin' rocks and duckin' from the sirens
Greetin' niggas he loved with a pound and a bear hug
Those who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub
A Five Percent, who all knew was one to ten
He loved the Gods with his heart but his brain was filled with sin
And when he came through niggas be lookin' out
Or locked the f**k up in Brooklyn House
In PC on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot
Yo, do the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga (Number two, the snake)
Bad rudeboy from the land of Jamaica
With visions to venture to the U.S
To receive the gold that he couldn't achieve
In his country, even though he sold mad weed
For the next man, who was the Don of the clan
Niggas acting like they got the block locked
Like I can't sling drug raps and eat food
But I be the rudest, bad boy stepping gun toting
Shots lash out like a violent explosion
Intervene the scene and slow up the cream
None of that black, East New York, gun talk
Niggas I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk
Memories of injuries, wounds and burns
Walking through the streets of Medina I stand firm
'Cause I know this, which means I can hold mine down
Without a doubt, niggas who front get snuffed out
Justice must be born, there's no escape
'Cause a snake can't be reformed so why wait?
Coming in the name to proclaim your fame for protection
And you don't know no f**kin' lessons? (Number two, the snake)
Bad, bad, Leroy Brown
Baddest man in the whole damn town
Badder than the deep blue sea
Badder than you and me
Niggas coming through the trees like a salamander
Biting like a piranha
But I'm biting you back like a black panther
The style, I'm ampin' the
F**k my name, who I be?
F**k the game, it's all about the money
Sometimes I get high with the Meth
Then I turn to the Killah Priest
When it comes twelve o'clock
I turned into the demon beast
Yo, yo f**k that shit
Yo, show these motherf**kers what time it is (Number two, the snake)
(Number two, the snake)
Who's the badass?
Who's the badass?
(Now number two)
(He practiced the snake style
Lyrics, never waiting, twelve days penetrated
When I come with the roughness, mad niggas try to rush this
Slip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless
When I try to stay sick, it's Yakub grafted six
Calm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill
I don't need to rhyme no more, niggas know, yo
To all the Wu-Tang Clan members
The Ghostface Killah, the GZA, the RZA, the Ol' Dirty Bastard
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:01.453][Intro]
[00:02.713]Now number two, practiced the snake style
[00:16.815]Niggas is like serpents out there (Snake style, no one could compete)
[00:19.901]Serpents will bite
[00:22.922]Lay outside, and then they roll back into they holes
[00:27.157]They slither in the streets of Brooklyn, New York
[00:31.159]Slither in the streets of Manhattan
[00:33.913]In the streets of Queens, streets of the Bronx
[00:37.739]Streets of Staten Island
[00:40.310]Wherever you see 'em, thеy slither
[00:43.677]Whoever
[00:46.780]Yo, fеarsome shit, check it out
[00:52.033]Yo, yo
[00:52.531][Verse 1: Killah Priest]
[00:53.029]It broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder
[00:56.031]Said stay strong 'cause his life is now over
[00:58.530]I flash back to the heathens that he roll with
[01:01.290]They shot him up and down, nobody knows shit
[01:04.033]My peers, little ears
[01:06.278]He came up to me with a eye full of tears
[01:08.774]Last night we was shootin' dice and gettin' nice
[01:11.536]Kid rolled us, played us for our merchandise
[01:14.281]We were in the hallway all day
[01:17.024]Me, Steve and Little Ray
[01:19.102]Probably at first they tried to rob me
[01:21.302]Back me in the lobby, pull out the shotty
[01:23.809]Then came Scotty, fragile body
[01:26.255]My first impression, he returned from a party
[01:29.036]He would just stagger, smellin' like Bacardi
[01:31.773]The Dragon, braggin' how he was f**kin' mad hotties
[01:34.763]Pressed on the elevator button, and all of a sudden
[01:38.060]He licked off about a dozen
[01:40.035]Slugs from the cannon that ripped through my cousin
[01:42.540]No one was standing when the nigga started bustin'
[01:45.261]Blood started to flood the floors by the elevator door
[01:48.523]That's the last thing that I saw
[01:50.786]Damn, we planned to make grands and buy a home
[01:54.549](It's number two)
[01:55.328][Verse 2: RZA]
[01:55.822]Jagged edge, rock headed god hard as Stonehenge
[01:58.557]Pledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge
[02:01.310]Hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manner
[02:03.556]And on the block he was called by the mamas
[02:05.327]And the grandmas, "indecent", "heathen", "juvenile delinquent"
[02:08.546]His weekends was frequently locked inside the precinct
[02:11.284]His most recent case for catchin' papes
[02:13.302]Was snatchin' up snakes on a roof butt-naked, hang 'em off like drapes
[02:16.053]Then ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace
[02:19.056]And those who didn't reply they fell straight to their face
[02:21.546]Razor blade sharp who invades the dark
[02:27.064]A fierce lion who never leave the crib without the iron
[02:29.578]And on the block he be slingin' rocks and duckin' from the sirens
[02:32.067]Greetin' niggas he loved with a pound and a bear hug
[02:34.829]Those who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub
[02:37.302]A Five Percent, who all knew was one to ten
[02:39.801]He loved the Gods with his heart but his brain was filled with sin
[02:42.301]And when he came through niggas be lookin' out
[02:46.038]Or locked the f**k up in Brooklyn House
[02:47.827]In PC on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot
[02:50.805]
[02:52.858][Verse 3: Masta Killa]
[02:53.394]Yo, do the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga (Number two, the snake)
[02:55.905]Bad rudeboy from the land of Jamaica
[02:58.153]With visions to venture to the U.S
[03:00.366]To receive the gold that he couldn't achieve
[03:03.162]In his country, even though he sold mad weed
[03:05.879]For the next man, who was the Don of the clan
[03:08.379]Niggas acting like they got the block locked
[03:10.393]Like I can't sling drug raps and eat food
[03:13.374]But I be the rudest, bad boy stepping gun toting
[03:16.379]Shots lash out like a violent explosion
[03:21.645]Intervene the scene and slow up the cream
[03:24.127]None of that black, East New York, gun talk
[03:26.622]Niggas I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk
[03:29.369]Memories of injuries, wounds and burns
[03:31.866]Walking through the streets of Medina I stand firm
[03:34.645]'Cause I know this, which means I can hold mine down
[03:37.103]Without a doubt, niggas who front get snuffed out
[03:39.872]Justice must be born, there's no escape
[03:42.379]'Cause a snake can't be reformed so why wait?
[03:44.874]Coming in the name to proclaim your fame for protection
[03:47.601]And you don't know no f**kin' lessons? (Number two, the snake)
[03:50.149][Verse 4: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
[03:50.357]Bad, bad, Leroy Brown
[03:52.882]Baddest man in the whole damn town
[03:55.360]Badder than the deep blue sea
[03:58.506]Badder than you and me
[04:01.927]Niggas coming through the trees like a salamander
[04:04.694]Biting like a piranha
[04:07.189]But I'm biting you back like a black panther
[04:10.478]The style, I'm ampin' the
[04:12.177]F**k my name, who I be?
[04:15.470]F**k the game, it's all about the money
[04:20.722]Sometimes I get high with the Meth
[04:22.974]Then I turn to the Killah Priest
[04:24.958]When it comes twelve o'clock
[04:26.736]I turned into the demon beast
[04:27.493]
[04:28.209][Interlude]
[04:28.751]Yo, yo f**k that shit
[04:30.700]Yo, show these motherf**kers what time it is (Number two, the snake)
[04:34.412](Number two, the snake)
[04:38.206]Who's the badass?
[04:43.697]Who's the badass?
[04:45.177](Now number two)
[04:46.458](He practiced the snake style
[04:47.924]
[04:49.199][Verse 5: Buddha Monk]
[04:50.952]Lyrics, never waiting, twelve days penetrated
[04:53.202]When I come with the roughness, mad niggas try to rush this
[04:55.412]Slip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless
[04:57.944]When I try to stay sick, it's Yakub grafted six
[05:00.443]Calm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill
[05:06.442]
[05:07.202][Outro: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
[05:07.584]I don't need to rhyme no more, niggas know, yo
[05:10.265]To all the Wu-Tang Clan members
[05:12.761]The Ghostface Killah, the GZA, the RZA, the Ol' Dirty Bastard
Baby, can't you see
I'm calling
A girl like you
Should wear a warning
It's dangerous
I'm fallin'
There's no escape
I can't wait
I need a hit
Baby, giv...
I just zone out When I'm Writing
Yo
The weed is lit
It's given like an Indian gift
Passed around in a cipher
'til the bitches need pullin' tighter
P...
Oh baby
I dedicate this to all the pretty girls
All the pretty girls
It's on
All the pretty girls in the world
And the ugly girls too
Cause to me your...
(j.p. maunick)
Here i sit and watch the crowds go by
Papa da papa papa yeah
But there's only one face i can see
If only they would understand
Papa da ...
Ayy, dawg, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
I'm the original G-O-D
When I go da-da-da-da-da-da-da, girls get hype
From the funky fresh music, stereot...
Oh, ****, you can't even sing
Oh baby I like it raw
Yeah baby I like it raw
Oh baby I like it raw
Yeah baby I like it raw
S*immy s*immy ya s*immy yam...
It's a long life
And I don't wanna walk alone
Past midnight
I finally get you on the phone
I know I did you wrong
Please don't leave me alone
You said...
Intro: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
Shit, that makes me high (One, two, one, two)
Yo, we gon' bring it back to Harlem World
Mother****in' jocks (British Knights...
Word up; Wu-Tang up in this joint
Wu-Tang Forever
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang Forever (here comes the rain)
Word, Wu-Tang Forever (here comes th...