[Intro] Word [Verse 1] My crew's official, D.S. two-triple Hard like tittie nipples, venomous shells'll flip you Hit you wit the super bionic Lyrical
tres, cuatro Four Deadly Snakes in a basket havenin' We havenin', four deadly snakes in a basket Cuatro, tres, dos , uno Uno, dos, tres, cuatro Four Deadly Snakes
Watch him grab the Tums, he's a front Pigeon totalist sister with the fat ass Show hash behind up the block plus he smashed her Big bub did him somethin' deadly
In battlin', you don't want me to start tattlin' All upon the stage because y'all snakes keep rattlin' Bitch, you ain't got nothin' on the rich Every other
(featuring Myone & Trife Da God) [Ghostface Killah] [Ghostface Killah] Yo, with this game come alotta hate, but there's alotta snakes Niggaz see the
Behind the walls of ? thurkill hall? [verse two - ? ] This is a family affair, rather a gathering of the brothers United we stand, we're not divided like the others
have cried Now your life has been denied Look into the big mirror Your reflection is so clear Devil's head, rotting flesh With the snakes inside your
though my ride here's been rough and ting But I, kept at it and held my ground Coz can't no snakes cum and hold shy down And snakes I read them all
old fashioned, run up on me nigga and get blasted With five deadly venomz Yeah 'Pac, fuck that, still hittin' 'em up With that old deadly shit Aiyo
niggas lyrics for a Mars bar New era, bust em like reign terror So highly Mecca Nas a nigga died and measured The inevitable, beyond the ever so, this deadly
fantasies That ran forked tongues along the lip Of fate's pudenda The twisted snake's agenda Now the world would bend To her deadly legacy Life's graveyard
don't want me to start tattlin All upon the stage cause y'all snakes keep rattlin Bitch, you ain't got nothin on the rich Every other day my whole dress
's like this dunn Aiyyo cock that shit, pop that shit Squeeze off, let em know how real this is M-o-b-b, d-double-e-p wit bounty killer No other gun
niggas lyrics for a mars bar New era, bust em like reign terror So highly mecca nas a nigga died and measured The inevitable, beyond the ever so, this deadly
project with no escapin, unless They die for us, you for the cream so you lie for us While other thieves already spy for it I watch snake eyes everywhere
And the snake the river traces And a little band of Indian men With no expressions on their faces.) The rain retreats Like troops to fall on other fields
many heads this night. The death-ravening black fury fills me, The spatter of hot blood seet on my lips, This yard of steel sings a deadly song in my
