Текст (слова) песни: Ol Dirty Bastard w Killah Priest, RZA, M - Return to the 36 Chambers

Now number two, practiced the snake style
He was known as the snake spirit
He had the speed of a snake

Intro/Verse One: Killah Priest

Niggaz 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 they slither
Whoever... yo
Fearsome shit... check it out
Yo, yo

It broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder
Said stay strong cuz 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
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 was just stagger, smellin like Bacardi
The Dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad hotties
Pressed on the elevator button, then all of a sudden
He licked off, about a dozen
Slugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin
Nobody was standin when the nigga started bustin
Blood started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors
That`s the last thing that I saw
Damn, we plan to make grands of our home
[Number two]

Verse Two: The RZA

Jagged edge, rockin God, hard as Stonehenge
Pledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge..
..hammer, he didn`t give a damn about the manor
And on the block he was called by the momma`s and the grandma`s
Indecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent
His weekends was frequently, locked inside the precinct
His most recent cape 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
And raid more spots than Spays and NARCS iron heart like Tony Starks
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 niggaz 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 niggaz be lookin out
Hopin he gets shot or tooken out, or locked the fuck up in Brooklyn House
In PC, on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot
[Number two, the snake]

Verse Three: Masta Killa

Do the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga
Bad rude boy from the land of Jamaica
With visions to venture, to the U.S.
To receive the gold that he couldn`t acheive
in his country, even though he sold mad weed
for the next man, who was the Don of the clan
Niggaz actin like they got the block locked
Like I can`t sling drug raps and eat food
But I be the rudest, bad boy steppin gun totin
Shots lash out like a violent explosion
at the nigga, who tries to stop my production
Intervene the scene and slow up the CREAM
None of that black, East New York, gun talk
Niggaz I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk
Memories of injuries wounds and burns
Walkin through the streets of Medina I stand firm
Cause I know this, which means I can hold mine down
without a doubt, niggaz who front, get snuffed out
Justice must be born there`s no escape
cause a snake can`t be reformed so I wait
Comin in the name to proclaim your fame for protection
and you don`t know no fuckin lessons?
[Number two, the snake]

Verse Four: Ol Dirty Bastard

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Ol Dirty Bastard w Killah Priest, RZA, M - Return to the 36 Chambers Now number two, practiced the snake style He was known as the snake spirit He had the speed of a snake Intro/Verse One: Killah Priest Niggaz 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 they slither Whoever... yo Fearsome shit... check it out Yo, yo It broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder Said stay strong cuz 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 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 was just stagger, smellin like Bacardi The Dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad hotties Pressed on the elevator button, then all of a sudden He licked off, about a dozen Slugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin Nobody was standin when the nigga started bustin Blood started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors That`s the last thing that I saw Damn, we plan to make grands of our home [Number two] Verse Two: The RZA Jagged edge, rockin God, hard as Stonehenge Pledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge.. ..hammer, he didn`t give a damn about the manor And on the block he was called by the momma`s and the grandma`s Indecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent His weekends was frequently, locked inside the precinct His most recent cape 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 And raid more spots than Spays and NARCS iron heart like Tony Starks 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 niggaz 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 niggaz be lookin out Hopin he gets shot or tooken out, or locked the fuck up in Brooklyn House In PC, on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot [Number two, the snake] Verse Three: Masta Killa Do the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga Bad rude boy from the land of Jamaica With visions to venture, to the U.S. To receive the gold that he couldn`t acheive in his country, even though he sold mad weed for the next man, who was the Don of the clan Niggaz actin like they got the block locked Like I can`t sling drug raps and eat food But I be the rudest, bad boy steppin gun totin Shots lash out like a violent explosion at the nigga, who tries to stop my production Intervene the scene and slow up the CREAM None of that black, East New York, gun talk Niggaz I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk Memories of injuries wounds and burns Walkin through the streets of Medina I stand firm Cause I know this, which means I can hold mine down without a doubt, niggaz who front, get snuffed out Justice must be born there`s no escape cause a snake can`t be reformed so I wait Comin in the name to proclaim your fame for protection and you don`t know no fuckin lessons? 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