[{"id":97767,"name":"Snakes","trackName":"Snakes","artistName":"Ol’ Dirty Bastard","albumName":"Return to the 36 Chambers: The Dirty Version","duration":327.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":true,"plainLyrics":"Now number two, practiced the snake style\nHe was known as the snake spirit\nHe had the speed of a snake\n\n/ One: Killah Priest\n\nNiggaz is like serpents out there\n(Snake style, no one could compete)\nSerpents will bite\nLay outside, and then they roll back into they holes\nThey slither, in the streets of Brooklyn, New York\nSlither in the streets, of Manhattan\nIn the streets of Queens, streets of the Bronx\nStreets of Staten Island\nWherever you see em they slither\nWhoever... yo\nFearsome shit... check it out\nYo, yo\n\nIt broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder\nSaid stay strong cuz his life is now over\nI flash back to the heathens that he roll with\nThey shot him up and down nobody knows shit\nMy peers, little ears\nCame up to me with a eye full of tears\nLast night we was shootin dice and gettin nice\nKid rolled us, played us for our merchandise\nWe were in the hallway all day\nMe, Steve, and Little Ray\nProbably at first they tried to rob me\nBack me in the lobby, pull out the shotty\nThen came Scotty, fragile body\nMy first impression, he returned from a party\nHe was just stagger, smellin like Bacardi\nThe Dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad hotties\nPressed on the elevator button, then all of a sudden\nHe licked off, about a dozen\nSlugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin\nNobody was standin when the nigga started bustin\nBlood started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors\nThat's the last thing that I saw\nDamn, we plan to make grands of our home\n(Number two)\n\nTwo: The RZA\n\nJagged edge, rockin God, hard as Stonehenge\nPledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge.\n.Hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manor\nAnd on the block he was called by the momma's and the grandma's\nIndecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent\nHis weekends was frequently, locked inside the precinct\nHis most recent cape for catchin papes\nWas snatchin up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes\nThen ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace\nAnd those who didn't reply they fell straight to their face\nRazor blade sharp who invades the dark\nAnd raid more spots than Spays and NARCS iron heart like Tony Starks\nA fierce lion, who never leave the crib without the iron\nAnd on the block he be slingin rocks and duckin from the sirens\nGreetin niggaz he loved with a pound, and a bear hug\nThose who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub\nA Five Percent, who all knew was one to ten\nHe loved the Gods with his heart but his brain was filled with sin\nAnd when he came through niggaz be lookin out\nHopin he gets shot or tooken out, or locked the fuck up in Brooklyn House\nIn PC, on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot\n(Number two, the snake)\n\nThree: Masta Killa\n\nDo the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga\nBad rude boy from the land of Jamaica\nWith visions to venture, to the U.S.\nTo receive the gold that he couldn't acheive\nIn his country, even though he sold mad weed\nFor the next man, who was the Don of the clan\nNiggaz actin like they got the block locked\nLike I can't sling drug raps and eat food\nBut I be the rudest, bad boy steppin gun totin\nShots lash out like a violent explosion\nAt the nigga, who tries to stop my production\nIntervene the scene and slow up the CREAM\nNone of that black, East New York, gun talk\nNiggaz I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk\nMemories of injuries wounds and burns\nWalkin through the streets of Medina I stand firm\nCause I know this, which means I can hold mine down\nWithout a doubt, niggaz who front, get snuffed out\nJustice must be born there's no escape\nCause a snake can't be reformed so I wait\nComin in the name to proclaim your fame for protection\nAnd you don't know no fuckin lessons?\n(Number two, the snake)\n\nFour: Ol Dirty Bastard\n\nBad, bad, Leroy Brown\nBaddest man in the whole damn town\nBadder than the deep blue seaaaaa\nBadder than you and meeeeee\nNiggaz comin thru the trees, like a salamander, bitin\nLike a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a black pantha\nThe style I'm ampin the... fuck my name, who I be?\nFuck the game, it's all about the moneyyyy!\nOwahhaerahh, sometimes I get high with the Meth\nThen I turn to the Killah Priest\nWhen it comes TWELVE O'CLOCK!\nI turn into the demon beast, yo\n\nYo fuck that shit!\n(Number two, the snake)\nYO! SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS\n(Number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah\nRahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!\nWHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*\nWHOSE THE BAD-ASS?\n(Now number two) Rawwwaahrah\n(He practiced the snake style\nHe was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh\n\nFive: Buddah Monk\n\nLyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated\nWhen I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this\nSlip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless\nWhen I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six\nCalm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\nWhen I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!\n\nOl Dirty Bastard\n\nI don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!\nTo all the Wu-Tang Clan members\nThe Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA, the Ol Dirty Bastard\nThe Method Man, the Chef - Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\nYo!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.38]Now number two, practiced the snake style\n[00:05.71]He was known as the snake spirit\n[00:09.67]He had the speed of a snake\n[00:16.00]Niggas is like serpents out there (snake style, no one could compete)\n[00:19.86]Serpents will bite\n[00:23.14]Lay outside and then they roll back into their holes\n[00:27.85]They slither in the streets of Brooklyn, New York\n[00:31.37]Slither in the streets of Manhattan\n[00:33.97]In the streets of Queens, streets of the Bronx\n[00:37.04]Streets of Staten Island\n[00:40.27]Wherever you see 'em they slither\n[00:43.57]Whoever, yo\n[00:48.48]Fearsome shit, check it out, yo, yo\n[00:53.43]It broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder\n[00:55.83]Said, \"Stay strong 'cause his life is now over\"\n[00:58.98]I flash back to the heathens that he roll with\n[01:01.66]They shot him up and now nobody knows shit\n[01:04.22]My peers, little ears\n[01:06.47]He came up to me with a eye full of tears\n[01:09.12]Last night we was shootin' dice and gettin' nice\n[01:12.06]Kid rolled us, played us for our merchandise\n[01:14.50]We were in the hallway all day\n[01:17.17]Me, Steve and Little Ray\n[01:19.53]Probably at first they tried to rob me\n[01:21.57]Back me in the lobby, pull out the shotty\n[01:23.96]Then came Scotty, fragile body\n[01:26.61]My first impression, he returned from a party\n[01:29.19]He would just stagger, smellin' like Bacardi\n[01:31.73]The Dragon, braggin' how he was fuckin' mad hotties\n[01:35.02]Pressed on the elevator button and all of a sudden\n[01:38.27]He licked off about a dozen\n[01:40.22]Slugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin\n[01:42.83]And no one was standing when the nigga started bustin'\n[01:45.44]Blood started to flood the floors by the elevator door\n[01:48.63]That's the last thing that I saw\n[01:50.59]Damn, we planned to make grands and buy a home\n[01:54.89](It number two)\n[01:56.19]Jagged edge, rock headed god hard as Stonehenge\n[01:58.66]Pledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge\n[02:01.16]Hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manner\n[02:03.53]And on the block he was called by the momma's and the grandma's\n[02:06.34]\"Indecent', 'heathen', 'juvenile delinquent\"\n[02:08.74]His weekends was frequently locked inside the precinct\n[02:11.32]His most recent cape for catchin' papes\n[02:13.47]Was snatchin' up snakes on a roof butt-naked, hang 'em off like drapes\n[02:16.58]Then ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace\n[02:19.10]And those who didn't reply, they fell straight to their face\n[02:21.94]Razor blade sharp who invades the dark\n[02:23.80]And raid more spots than Spays and NARCS, iron heart like Tony Starks\n[02:26.98]A fierce lion who never leave the crib without the iron\n[02:29.76]And on the block he be slingin' rocks and duckin' from the sirens\n[02:32.57]Greetin' niggas he loved with a pound and a bear hug\n[02:34.97]Those who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub\n[02:37.33]A Five Percent, all he knew was one to ten\n[02:40.00]He loved the gods with his heart, but his brain was filled with sin\n[02:42.73]And when he came through niggas be lookin' out\n[02:44.80]Hopin' he gets shot or tooken out or locked the fuck-up in Brooklyn House\n[02:47.92]In PC on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot\n[02:52.63](Number two, the snake) (yo)\n[02:53.64]Do the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga\n[02:55.94]Bad rudeboy from the lands of Jamaica\n[02:58.31]With visions to venture to the U.S.\n[03:00.96]To receive the gold that he couldn't achieve in his country\n[03:04.58]Even though he sold mad weed for the next man\n[03:06.96]Who was the Don of the clan\n[03:08.89]Niggas acting like they got the block locked\n[03:10.87]Like I can't sling drug raps and eat food\n[03:13.45]But I be the rudest, bad boy, stepping, gun toting\n[03:16.78]Shots lash out like a violent explosion\n[03:18.94]At the nigga who tries to stop my production\n[03:21.92]Intervene the scene and slow up the cream\n[03:24.32]None of that black, East New York, gun talk\n[03:27.08]Niggas I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk\n[03:29.87]Memories of injuries, wounds, and burns\n[03:32.34]Walking through the streets of Medina I stand firm\n[03:34.76]'Cause I know this, which means I can hold mine down\n[03:37.35]Without a doubt, niggas who front get snuffed out\n[03:40.14]Justice must be born there's no escape\n[03:42.40]'Cause a snake can't be reformed so why wait\n[03:45.26]Coming in the name to proclaim your fame for protection\n[03:48.51]And you don't know no fuckin' lessons? (Number two, the snake)\n[03:50.77]Bad, bad Leroy Brown\n[03:53.03]Baddest man in the whole damn town\n[03:55.68]Badder than the deep blue sea\n[03:58.21]Badder than you and me\n[04:01.64]Niggas coming through the trees like a salamander\n[04:04.62]Biting like a piranha\n[04:07.31]But I'm biting you back, like a black panther\n[04:10.26]The style I'm ampin' the-\n[04:12.56]Fuck my name, who I be?\n[04:15.05]Fuck the game, it's all about the money\n[04:20.81]Sometimes I get high with the Mef, then I turn to the Killah Priest\n[04:24.87]When it comes 12 o'clock! I turned into the demon beast, yo\n[04:29.12]Yo, fuck that shit\n[04:30.79]Yo, show these motherfuckers what time it is (number two, the snake)\n[04:34.93]Roar (number two, the snake)\n[04:36.93]Roar, roar\n[04:40.77](Who's the badass?) Roar\n[04:43.49](Who's the badass?) (Now number two), roar\n[04:46.30](He practiced the snake style), who? Who?\n[04:48.11](He was known as the snake spirit) yeah\n[04:50.33]Lyrics, never waiting, 12 days penetrated\n[04:52.82]When I come with the roughness, mad niggas try to rush this\n[04:55.70]Slip into my killings, then I slays into your pelvics\n[04:58.30]When I try to stay sick, it's Yakub grafted six\n[05:00.76]Calm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\n[05:03.06]When I drop the greatest skills, brothers say, \"Buddha chill\"\n[05:06.34]I don't need to rhyme no more, niggas know, yo\n[05:10.51]To all the Wu-Tang Clan members\n[05:12.97]The Ghostface Killah, the GZA, the RZA, the Ol' Dirty Bastard\n[05:17.61]The Method Man, the Chef Raekwon\n[05:21.62]Inspectah Deck, U-God\n[05:25.34]Yo","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Snakes\n artist: Ol’ Dirty Bastard\n album: 'Return to the 36 Chambers: The Dirty Version'\n duration_ms: 327000\n instrumental: false\n language: en\nlines:\n- text: Now number two, practiced the snake style\n start_ms: 2380\n end_ms: 5710\n words:\n - 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'\n start_ms: 265967\n - text: 'I '\n start_ms: 266666\n - text: 'turned '\n start_ms: 266766\n - text: 'into '\n start_ms: 267205\n - text: 'the '\n start_ms: 267584\n - text: 'demon '\n start_ms: 267743\n - text: 'beast, '\n start_ms: 268102\n - text: yo\n start_ms: 268601\n- text: Yo, fuck that shit\n start_ms: 269120\n end_ms: 270770\n words:\n - text: 'Yo, '\n start_ms: 269120\n - text: 'fuck '\n start_ms: 269620\n - text: 'that '\n start_ms: 269960\n - text: shit\n start_ms: 270260\n- text: Yo, show these motherfuckers what time it is (number two, the snake)\n start_ms: 270790\n end_ms: 274930\n words:\n - text: 'Yo, '\n start_ms: 270790\n - text: 'show '\n start_ms: 271810\n - text: 'these '\n start_ms: 272006\n - text: 'motherfuckers '\n start_ms: 272281\n - text: 'what '\n start_ms: 273007\n - text: 'time '\n start_ms: 273301\n - text: 'it '\n start_ms: 273635\n - text: 'is '\n start_ms: 273772\n - text: '(number '\n start_ms: 274263\n - text: 'two, '\n start_ms: 274557\n - text: 'the '\n start_ms: 274793\n - text: snake)\n start_ms: 274884\n- text: Roar (number two, the snake)\n start_ms: 274930\n end_ms: 276910\n words:\n - text: 'Roar '\n start_ms: 274930\n - text: '(number '\n start_ms: 275690\n - text: 'two, '\n start_ms: 275810\n - text: 'the '\n start_ms: 276350\n - text: snake)\n start_ms: 276660\n- text: Roar, roar\n start_ms: 276930\n end_ms: 280760\n words:\n - text: 'Roar, '\n start_ms: 276930\n - text: roar\n start_ms: 279130\n- text: (Who's the badass?) 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'\n start_ms: 287526\n - text: Who?\n start_ms: 287704\n- text: (He was known as the snake spirit) yeah\n start_ms: 288110\n end_ms: 290270\n words:\n - text: '(He '\n start_ms: 288110\n - text: 'was '\n start_ms: 288210\n - text: 'known '\n start_ms: 288350\n - text: 'as '\n start_ms: 288770\n - text: 'the '\n start_ms: 289190\n - text: 'snake '\n start_ms: 289330\n - text: 'spirit) '\n start_ms: 289630\n - text: yeah\n start_ms: 290150\n- text: Lyrics, never waiting, 12 days penetrated\n start_ms: 290330\n end_ms: 292810\n words:\n - text: 'Lyrics, '\n start_ms: 290330\n - text: 'never '\n start_ms: 290950\n - text: 'waiting, '\n start_ms: 291170\n - text: '12 '\n start_ms: 291590\n - text: 'days '\n start_ms: 291810\n - text: penetrated\n start_ms: 292130\n- text: When I come with the roughness, mad niggas try to rush this\n start_ms: 292820\n end_ms: 295700\n words:\n - text: 'When '\n start_ms: 292820\n - text: 'I '\n start_ms: 292999\n - text: 'come '\n start_ms: 293138\n - text: 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Indecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent\n His weekends was frequently, locked inside the precinct\n His most recent cape for catchin papes\n Was snatchin up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes\n Then ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace\n And those who didn't reply they fell straight to their face\n Razor blade sharp who invades the dark\n And raid more spots than Spays and NARCS iron heart like Tony Starks\n A fierce lion, who never leave the crib without the iron\n And on the block he be slingin rocks and duckin from the sirens\n Greetin niggaz he loved with a pound, and a bear hug\n Those who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub\n A Five Percent, who all knew was one to ten\n He loved the Gods with his heart but his brain was filled with sin\n And when he came through niggaz be lookin out\n Hopin he gets shot or tooken out, or locked the fuck up in Brooklyn House\n In PC, on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot\n (Number two, the 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And you don't know no fuckin lessons?\n (Number two, the snake)\n\n Four: Ol Dirty Bastard\n\n Bad, bad, Leroy Brown\n Baddest man in the whole damn town\n Badder than the deep blue seaaaaa\n Badder than you and meeeeee\n Niggaz comin thru the trees, like a salamander, bitin\n Like a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a black pantha\n The style I'm ampin the... fuck my name, who I be?\n Fuck the game, it's all about the moneyyyy!\n Owahhaerahh, sometimes I get high with the Meth\n Then I turn to the Killah Priest\n When it comes TWELVE O'CLOCK!\n I turn into the demon beast, yo\n\n Yo fuck that shit!\n (Number two, the snake)\n YO! SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS\n (Number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah\n Rahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!\n WHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*\n WHOSE THE BAD-ASS?\n (Now number two) Rawwwaahrah\n (He practiced the snake style\n He was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh\n\n Five: Buddah Monk\n\n Lyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated\n When I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this\n Slip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless\n When I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six\n Calm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\n When I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!\n\n Ol Dirty Bastard\n\n I don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!\n To all the Wu-Tang Clan members\n The Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA, the Ol Dirty Bastard\n The Method Man, the Chef - Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\n Yo!\n"},{"id":31478569,"name":"Snakes","trackName":"Snakes","artistName":"Ol’ Dirty Bastard","albumName":"Return to the 36 Chambers: The Dirty 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at first they tried to rob me\nBack me in the lobby, pull out the shotty\nThen came Scotty, fragile body\nMy first impression, he returned from a party\nHe was just stagger, smellin like Bacardi\nThe Dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad hotties\nPressed on the elevator button, then all of a sudden\nHe licked off, about a dozen\nSlugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin\nNobody was standin when the nigga started bustin\nBlood started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors\nThat's the last thing that I saw\nDamn, we plan to make grands of our home\n(Number two)\n\nJagged edge, rockin God, hard as Stonehenge\nPledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge.\n.hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manor\nAnd on the block he was called by the momma's and the grandma's\nIndecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent\nHis weekends was frequently, locked inside the precinct\nHis most recent cape for catchin papes\nWas snatchin up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes\nThen ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace\nAnd those who didn't reply they fell straight to their face\nRazor blade sharp who invades the dark\nAnd raid more spots than Spays and NARCS iron heart like Tony Starks\nA fierce lion, who never leave the crib without the iron\nAnd on the block he be slingin rocks and duckin from the sirens\nGreetin niggaz he loved with a pound, and a bear hug\nThose who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub\nA Five Percent, who all knew was one to ten\nHe loved the Gods with his heart but his brain was filled with sin\nAnd when he came through niggaz be lookin out\nHopin he gets shot or tooken out,\nor locked the fuck up in Brooklyn House\nIn PC, on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot\n(Number two, the snake)\n\nDo the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga\nBad rude boy from the land of Jamaica\nWith visions to venture, to the U.S.\nTo receive the gold that he couldn't acheive\nIn his country, even though he sold mad weed\nFor the next man, who was the Don of the clan\nNiggaz actin like they got the block locked\nLike I can't sling drug raps and eat food\nBut I be the rudest, bad boy steppin gun totin\nShots lash out like a violent explosion\nAt the nigga, who tries to stop my production\nIntervene the scene and slow up the CREAM\nNone of that black, East New York, gun talk\nNiggaz I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk\nMemories of injuries wounds and burns\nWalkin through the streets of Medina I stand firm\nCause I know this, which means I can hold mine down\nWithout a doubt, niggaz who front, get snuffed out\nJustice must be born there's no escape\nCause a snake can't be reformed so I wait\nComin in the name to proclaim your fame for protection\nAnd you don't know no fuckin lessons?\n(Number two, the snake)\n\nBad, bad, Leroy Brown\nBaddest man in the whole damn town\nBadder than the deep blue seaaaaa\nBadder than you and meeeeee\nNiggaz comin thru the trees, like a salamander, bitin\nLike a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a black pantha\nThe style I'm ampin the... fuck my name, who I be?\nFuck the game, it's all about the moneyyyy!\nOwahhaerahh, sometimes I get high with the Meth\nThen I turn to the Killah Priest\nWhen it comes TWELVE O'CLOCK!!\nI turn into the demon beast, yo\n\nYo fuck that shit!\n(number two, the snake)\nYO! SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS\n(number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah\nRahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!!\nWHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*\nWHOSE THE BAD-ASS?\n(now number two) Rawwwaahrah\n(he practiced the snake style\nHe was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh\n\nLyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated\nWhen I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this\nSlip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless\nWhen I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six\nCalm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\nWhen I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!!\n\nI don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!\nTo all the Wu-Tang Clan members\nThe Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA,\nthe Ol Dirty Bastard, The Method Man,\nthe Chef - Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\nYo!!!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.92] Now number two, practiced the snake style\n[00:05.85] He was known as the snake spirit\n[00:08.59] He had the speed of a snake\n[00:12.26] Niggaz is like serpents out 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SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS\n[04:35.11] (Number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah\n[04:37.07] Rahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!!\n[04:38.90] WHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*\n[04:43.20] WHOSE THE BAD-ASS?\n[04:45.57] (Now number two) Rawwwaahrah\n[04:47.79] (He practiced the snake style\n[04:48.78] He was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh\n[04:51.43] Lyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated\n[04:53.83] When I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this\n[04:56.48] Slip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless\n[04:58.87] When I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six\n[05:01.54] Calm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\n[05:03.97] When I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!!\n[05:06.82] I don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!\n[05:09.07] To all the Wu-Tang Clan members\n[05:12.58] The Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA,\n[05:15.87] The Ol Dirty Bastard, The Method Man,\n[05:19.06] The Chef - Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\n[05:25.83] 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72440\n end_ms: 75190\n- text: We were in the hallway all day\n start_ms: 75190\n end_ms: 77360\n- text: Me, Steve, and Little Ray\n start_ms: 77360\n end_ms: 79990\n- text: Probably at first they tried to rob me\n start_ms: 79990\n end_ms: 82350\n- text: Back me in the lobby, pull out the shotty\n start_ms: 82350\n end_ms: 84990\n- text: Then came Scotty, fragile body\n start_ms: 84990\n end_ms: 87180\n- text: My first impression, he returned from a party\n start_ms: 87180\n end_ms: 89790\n- text: He was just stagger, smellin like Bacardi\n start_ms: 89790\n end_ms: 92780\n- text: The Dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad hotties\n start_ms: 92780\n end_ms: 95610\n- text: Pressed on the elevator button, then all of a sudden\n start_ms: 95610\n end_ms: 98830\n- text: He licked off, about a dozen\n start_ms: 98830\n end_ms: 100980\n- text: Slugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin\n start_ms: 100980\n end_ms: 103970\n- text: Nobody was standin when the nigga started bustin\n start_ms: 103970\n end_ms: 106170\n- text: Blood started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors\n start_ms: 106170\n end_ms: 109320\n- text: That's the last thing that I saw\n start_ms: 109320\n end_ms: 111450\n- text: Damn, we plan to make grands of our home\n start_ms: 111450\n end_ms: 113830\n- text: (Number two)\n start_ms: 113830\n end_ms: 115480\n- text: Jagged edge, rockin God, hard as Stonehenge\n start_ms: 115480\n end_ms: 119420\n- text: Pledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge.\n start_ms: 119420\n end_ms: 121860\n- text: .Hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manor\n start_ms: 121860\n end_ms: 124290\n- text: And on the block he was called by the momma's and the grandma's\n start_ms: 124290\n end_ms: 127130\n- text: Indecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent\n start_ms: 127130\n end_ms: 129100\n- text: His weekends was frequently, locked inside the precinct\n start_ms: 129100\n end_ms: 132260\n- text: His most recent cape for catchin papes\n start_ms: 132260\n end_ms: 134060\n- text: Was snatchin up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes\n start_ms: 134060\n end_ms: 137220\n- text: Then ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace\n start_ms: 137220\n end_ms: 140180\n- text: And those who didn't reply they fell straight to their face\n start_ms: 140180\n end_ms: 142580\n- text: Razor blade sharp who invades the dark\n start_ms: 142580\n end_ms: 144800\n- text: And raid more spots than Spays and NARCS iron heart like Tony Starks\n start_ms: 144800\n end_ms: 147620\n- text: A fierce lion, who never leave the crib without the iron\n start_ms: 147620\n end_ms: 150210\n- text: And on the block he be slingin rocks and duckin from the sirens\n start_ms: 150210\n end_ms: 152930\n- text: Greetin niggaz he loved with a pound, and a bear hug\n start_ms: 152930\n end_ms: 155990\n- text: Those who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub\n start_ms: 155990\n end_ms: 158270\n- text: A Five Percent, who all knew was one to ten\n start_ms: 158270\n end_ms: 160630\n- text: He loved the Gods with his heart but his brain was filled with sin\n start_ms: 160630\n end_ms: 163340\n- text: And when he came through niggaz be lookin out\n start_ms: 163340\n end_ms: 165260\n- text: Hopin he gets shot or tooken out,\n start_ms: 165260\n end_ms: 167310\n- text: Or locked the fuck up in Brooklyn House\n start_ms: 167310\n end_ms: 169220\n- text: In PC, on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot\n start_ms: 169220\n end_ms: 172140\n- text: (Number two, the snake)\n start_ms: 172140\n end_ms: 174210\n- text: Do the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga\n start_ms: 174210\n end_ms: 176850\n- text: Bad rude boy from the land of Jamaica\n start_ms: 176850\n end_ms: 178730\n- text: With visions to venture, to the U.S.\n start_ms: 178730\n end_ms: 180880\n- text: To receive the gold that he couldn't acheive\n start_ms: 180880\n end_ms: 184020\n- text: In his country, even though he sold mad weed\n start_ms: 184020\n end_ms: 186640\n- text: For the next man, who was the Don of the clan\n start_ms: 186640\n end_ms: 189320\n- text: Niggaz actin like they got the block locked\n start_ms: 189320\n end_ms: 191740\n- text: Like I can't sling drug raps and eat food\n start_ms: 191740\n end_ms: 194120\n- text: But I be the rudest, bad boy steppin gun totin\n start_ms: 194120\n end_ms: 197350\n- text: Shots lash out like a violent explosion\n start_ms: 197350\n end_ms: 199790\n- text: At the nigga, who tries to stop my production\n start_ms: 199790\n end_ms: 202400\n- text: Intervene the scene and slow up the CREAM\n start_ms: 202400\n end_ms: 204790\n- text: None of that black, East New York, gun talk\n start_ms: 204790\n end_ms: 207190\n- text: Niggaz I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk\n start_ms: 207190\n end_ms: 210360\n- text: Memories of injuries wounds and burns\n start_ms: 210360\n end_ms: 212550\n- text: Walkin through the streets of Medina I stand firm\n start_ms: 212550\n end_ms: 215490\n- text: Cause I know this, which means I can hold mine down\n start_ms: 215490\n end_ms: 218040\n- text: Without a doubt, niggaz who front, get snuffed out\n start_ms: 218040\n end_ms: 220720\n- text: Justice must be born there's no escape\n start_ms: 220720\n end_ms: 223200\n- text: Cause a snake can't be reformed so I wait\n start_ms: 223200\n end_ms: 225860\n- text: Comin in the name to proclaim your fame for protection\n start_ms: 225860\n end_ms: 228730\n- text: And you don't know no fuckin lessons?\n start_ms: 228730\n end_ms: 231120\n- text: (Number two, the snake)\n start_ms: 231120\n end_ms: 231850\n- text: Bad, bad, Leroy Brown\n start_ms: 231850\n end_ms: 233780\n- text: Baddest man in the whole damn town\n start_ms: 233780\n end_ms: 235850\n- text: Badder than the deep blue seaaaaa\n start_ms: 235850\n end_ms: 238790\n- text: Badder than you and meeeeee\n start_ms: 238790\n end_ms: 241440\n- text: Niggaz comin thru the trees, like a salamander, bitin\n start_ms: 241440\n end_ms: 245450\n- text: Like a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a black pantha\n start_ms: 245450\n end_ms: 250600\n- text: The style I'm ampin the... fuck my name, who I be?\n start_ms: 250600\n end_ms: 255900\n- text: Fuck the game, it's all about the moneyyyy!\n start_ms: 255900\n end_ms: 258760\n- text: Owahhaerahh, sometimes I get high with the Meth\n start_ms: 258760\n end_ms: 264040\n- text: Then I turn to the Killah Priest\n start_ms: 264040\n end_ms: 265920\n- text: When it comes TWELVE O'CLOCK!!\n start_ms: 265920\n end_ms: 267440\n- text: I turn into the demon beast, yo\n start_ms: 267440\n end_ms: 270170\n- text: Yo fuck that shit!\n start_ms: 270170\n end_ms: 271760\n- text: (Number two, the snake)\n start_ms: 271760\n end_ms: 273360\n- text: YO! SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS\n start_ms: 273360\n end_ms: 275110\n- text: (Number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah\n start_ms: 275110\n end_ms: 277070\n- text: Rahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!!\n start_ms: 277070\n end_ms: 278900\n- text: WHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*\n start_ms: 278900\n end_ms: 283200\n- text: WHOSE THE BAD-ASS?\n start_ms: 283200\n end_ms: 285570\n- text: (Now number two) Rawwwaahrah\n start_ms: 285570\n end_ms: 287790\n- text: (He practiced the snake style\n start_ms: 287790\n end_ms: 288780\n- text: He was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh\n start_ms: 288780\n end_ms: 291430\n- text: Lyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated\n start_ms: 291430\n end_ms: 293830\n- text: When I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this\n start_ms: 293830\n end_ms: 296480\n- text: Slip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless\n start_ms: 296480\n end_ms: 298870\n- text: When I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six\n start_ms: 298870\n end_ms: 301540\n- text: Calm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\n start_ms: 301540\n end_ms: 303970\n- text: When I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!!\n start_ms: 303970\n end_ms: 306820\n- text: I don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!\n start_ms: 306820\n end_ms: 309070\n- text: To all the Wu-Tang Clan members\n start_ms: 309070\n end_ms: 312580\n- text: The Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA,\n start_ms: 312580\n end_ms: 315870\n- text: The Ol Dirty Bastard, The Method Man,\n start_ms: 315870\n end_ms: 319060\n- text: The Chef - Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\n start_ms: 319060\n end_ms: 325830\n- text: Yo!!!\n start_ms: 325830\n end_ms: 326440\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 326440\nplain: |-\n Now number two, practiced the snake style\n He was known as the snake spirit\n He had the speed of a snake\n\n Niggaz is like serpents out there\n (snake style, no one could compete)\n Serpents will bite\n Lay outside, and then they roll back into they holes\n They slither, in the streets of Brooklyn, New York\n Slither in the streets, of Manhattan\n In the streets of Queens, streets of the Bronx\n Streets of Staten Island\n Wherever you see em they slither\n Whoever... yo\n Fearsome shit... check it out\n Yo, yo\n\n It broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder\n Said stay strong cuz his life is now over\n I flash back to the heathens that he roll with\n They shot him up and down nobody knows shit\n My peers, little ears\n Came up to me with a eye full of tears\n Last night we was shootin dice and gettin nice\n Kid rolled us, played us for our merchandise\n We were in the hallway all day\n Me, Steve, and Little Ray\n Probably at first they tried to rob me\n Back me in the lobby, pull out the shotty\n Then came Scotty, fragile body\n My first impression, he returned from a party\n He was just stagger, smellin like Bacardi\n The Dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad hotties\n Pressed on the elevator button, then all of a sudden\n He licked off, about a dozen\n Slugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin\n Nobody was standin when the nigga started bustin\n Blood started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors\n That's the last thing that I saw\n Damn, we plan to make grands of our home\n (Number two)\n\n Jagged edge, rockin God, hard as Stonehenge\n Pledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge.\n .hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manor\n And on the block he was called by the momma's and the grandma's\n Indecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent\n His weekends was frequently, locked inside the precinct\n His most recent cape for catchin papes\n Was snatchin up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes\n Then ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace\n And those who didn't reply they fell straight to their face\n Razor blade sharp who invades the dark\n And raid more spots than Spays and NARCS iron heart like Tony Starks\n A fierce lion, who never leave the crib without the iron\n And on the block he be slingin rocks and duckin from the sirens\n Greetin niggaz he loved with a pound, and a bear hug\n Those who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub\n A Five Percent, who all knew was one to ten\n He loved the Gods with his heart but his brain was filled with sin\n And when he came through niggaz be lookin out\n Hopin he gets shot or tooken out,\n or locked the fuck up in Brooklyn House\n In PC, on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot\n (Number two, the snake)\n\n Do the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga\n Bad rude boy from the land of Jamaica\n With visions to venture, to the U.S.\n To receive the gold that he couldn't acheive\n In his country, even though he sold mad weed\n For the next man, who was the Don of the clan\n Niggaz actin like they got the block locked\n Like I can't sling drug raps and eat food\n But I be the rudest, bad boy steppin gun totin\n Shots lash out like a violent explosion\n At the nigga, who tries to stop my production\n Intervene the scene and slow up the CREAM\n None of that black, East New York, gun talk\n Niggaz I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk\n Memories of injuries wounds and burns\n Walkin through the streets of Medina I stand firm\n Cause I know this, which means I can hold mine down\n Without a doubt, niggaz who front, get snuffed out\n Justice must be born there's no escape\n Cause a snake can't be reformed so I wait\n Comin in the name to proclaim your fame for protection\n And you don't know no fuckin lessons?\n (Number two, the snake)\n\n Bad, bad, Leroy Brown\n Baddest man in the whole damn town\n Badder than the deep blue seaaaaa\n Badder than you and meeeeee\n Niggaz comin thru the trees, like a salamander, bitin\n Like a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a black pantha\n The style I'm ampin the... fuck my name, who I be?\n Fuck the game, it's all about the moneyyyy!\n Owahhaerahh, sometimes I get high with the Meth\n Then I turn to the Killah Priest\n When it comes TWELVE O'CLOCK!!\n I turn into the demon beast, yo\n\n Yo fuck that shit!\n (number two, the snake)\n YO! SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS\n (number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah\n Rahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!!\n WHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*\n WHOSE THE BAD-ASS?\n (now number two) Rawwwaahrah\n (he practiced the snake style\n He was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh\n\n Lyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated\n When I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this\n Slip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless\n When I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six\n Calm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\n When I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!!\n\n I don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!\n To all the Wu-Tang Clan members\n The Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA,\n the Ol Dirty Bastard, The Method Man,\n the Chef - Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\n Yo!!!\n"},{"id":14224659,"name":"Snakes","trackName":"Snakes","artistName":"Ol’ Dirty Bastard","albumName":"Return To The 36 Chambers∶ The Dirty Version","duration":326.733333,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Now number two, practiced the snake style\nHe was known as the snake spirit\nHe had the speed of a snake\n\nNiggaz is like serpents out there\n(snake style, no one could compete)\nSerpents will bite\nLay outside, and then they roll back into they holes\nThey slither, in the streets of Brooklyn, New York\nSlither in the streets, of Manhattan\nIn the streets of Queens, streets of the Bronx\nStreets of Staten Island\nWherever you see em they slither\nWhoever... yo\nFearsome shit... check it out\nYo, yo\n\nIt broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder\nSaid stay strong cuz his life is now over\nI flash back to the heathens that he roll with\nThey shot him up and down nobody knows shit\nMy peers, little ears\nCame up to me with a eye full of tears\nLast night we was shootin dice and gettin nice\nKid rolled us, played us for our merchandise\nWe were in the hallway all day\nMe, Steve, and Little Ray\nProbably at first they tried to rob me\nBack me in the lobby, pull out the shotty\nThen came Scotty, fragile body\nMy first impression, he returned from a party\nHe was just stagger, smellin like Bacardi\nThe Dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad hotties\nPressed on the elevator button, then all of a sudden\nHe licked off, about a dozen\nSlugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin\nNobody was standin when the nigga started bustin\nBlood started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors\nThat's the last thing that I saw\nDamn, we plan to make grands of our home\n(Number two)\n\nJagged edge, rockin God, hard as Stonehenge\nPledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge.\n.hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manor\nAnd on the block he was called by the momma's and the grandma's\nIndecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent\nHis weekends was frequently, locked inside the precinct\nHis most recent cape for catchin papes\nWas snatchin up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes\nThen ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace\nAnd those who didn't reply they fell straight to their face\nRazor blade sharp who invades the dark\nAnd raid more spots than Spays and NARCS iron heart like Tony Starks\nA fierce lion, who never leave the crib without the iron\nAnd on the block he be slingin rocks and duckin from the sirens\nGreetin niggaz he loved with a pound, and a bear hug\nThose who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub\nA Five Percent, who all knew was one to ten\nHe loved the Gods with his heart but his brain was filled with sin\nAnd when he came through niggaz be lookin out\nHopin he gets shot or tooken out,\nor locked the fuck up in Brooklyn House\nIn PC, on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot\n(Number two, the snake)\n\nDo the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga\nBad rude boy from the land of Jamaica\nWith visions to venture, to the U.S.\nTo receive the gold that he couldn't acheive\nIn his country, even though he sold mad weed\nFor the next man, who was the Don of the clan\nNiggaz actin like they got the block locked\nLike I can't sling drug raps and eat food\nBut I be the rudest, bad boy steppin gun totin\nShots lash out like a violent explosion\nAt the nigga, who tries to stop my production\nIntervene the scene and slow up the CREAM\nNone of that black, East New York, gun talk\nNiggaz I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk\nMemories of injuries wounds and burns\nWalkin through the streets of Medina I stand firm\nCause I know this, which means I can hold mine down\nWithout a doubt, niggaz who front, get snuffed out\nJustice must be born there's no escape\nCause a snake can't be reformed so I wait\nComin in the name to proclaim your fame for protection\nAnd you don't know no fuckin lessons?\n(Number two, the snake)\n\nBad, bad, Leroy Brown\nBaddest man in the whole damn town\nBadder than the deep blue seaaaaa\nBadder than you and meeeeee\nNiggaz comin thru the trees, like a salamander, bitin\nLike a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a black pantha\nThe style I'm ampin the... fuck my name, who I be?\nFuck the game, it's all about the moneyyyy!\nOwahhaerahh, sometimes I get high with the Meth\nThen I turn to the Killah Priest\nWhen it comes TWELVE O'CLOCK!!\nI turn into the demon beast, yo\n\nYo fuck that shit!\n(number two, the snake)\nYO! SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS\n(number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah\nRahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!!\nWHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*\nWHOSE THE BAD-ASS?\n(now number two) Rawwwaahrah\n(he practiced the snake style\nHe was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh\n\nLyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated\nWhen I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this\nSlip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless\nWhen I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six\nCalm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\nWhen I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!!\n\nI don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!\nTo all the Wu-Tang Clan members\nThe Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA,\nthe Ol Dirty Bastard, The Method Man,\nthe Chef - Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\nYo!!!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.92] Now number two, practiced the snake style\n[00:05.85] He was known as the snake spirit\n[00:08.59] He had the speed of a snake\n[00:12.26] Niggaz is like serpents out there\n[00:18.94] (Snake style, no one could compete)\n[00:20.84] Serpents will bite\n[00:22.68] Lay outside, and then they roll back into they holes\n[00:27.46] They slither, in the streets of Brooklyn, New York\n[00:31.66] Slither in the streets, of Manhattan\n[00:34.68] In the streets of Queens, streets of the Bronx\n[00:37.53] Streets of Staten Island\n[00:39.12] Wherever you see em they slither\n[00:42.62] Whoever... yo\n[00:46.35] Fearsome shit... check it out\n[00:52.07] Yo, yo\n[00:53.62] It broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder\n[00:56.52] Said stay strong cuz his life is now over\n[00:59.14] I flash back to the heathens that he roll with\n[01:01.82] They shot him up and down nobody knows shit\n[01:04.78] My peers, little ears\n[01:06.33] Came up to me with a eye full of tears\n[01:09.54] Last night we was shootin dice and gettin nice\n[01:12.44] Kid rolled us, played us for our merchandise\n[01:15.19] We were in the hallway all day\n[01:17.36] Me, Steve, and Little Ray\n[01:19.99] Probably at first they tried to rob me\n[01:22.35] Back me in the lobby, pull out the shotty\n[01:24.99] Then came Scotty, fragile body\n[01:27.18] My first impression, he returned from a party\n[01:29.79] He was just stagger, smellin like Bacardi\n[01:32.78] The Dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad hotties\n[01:35.61] Pressed on the elevator button, then all of a sudden\n[01:38.83] He licked off, about a dozen\n[01:40.98] Slugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin\n[01:43.97] Nobody was standin when the nigga started bustin\n[01:46.17] Blood started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors\n[01:49.32] That's the last thing that I saw\n[01:51.45] Damn, we plan to make grands of our home\n[01:53.83] (Number two)\n[01:55.48] Jagged edge, rockin God, hard as Stonehenge\n[01:59.42] Pledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge.\n[02:01.86] .Hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manor\n[02:04.29] And on the block he was called by the momma's and the grandma's\n[02:07.13] Indecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent\n[02:09.10] His weekends was frequently, locked inside the precinct\n[02:12.26] His most recent cape for catchin papes\n[02:14.06] Was snatchin up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes\n[02:17.22] Then ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace\n[02:20.18] And those who didn't reply they fell straight to their face\n[02:22.58] Razor blade sharp who invades the dark\n[02:24.80] And raid more spots than Spays and NARCS iron heart like Tony Starks\n[02:27.62] A fierce lion, who never leave the crib without the iron\n[02:30.21] And on the block he be slingin rocks and duckin from the sirens\n[02:32.93] Greetin niggaz he loved with a pound, and a bear hug\n[02:35.99] Those who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub\n[02:38.27] A Five Percent, who all knew was one to ten\n[02:40.63] He loved the Gods with his heart but his brain was filled with sin\n[02:43.34] And when he came through niggaz be lookin out\n[02:45.26] Hopin he gets shot or tooken out,\n[02:47.31] Or locked the fuck up in Brooklyn House\n[02:49.22] In PC, on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot\n[02:52.14] (Number two, the snake)\n[02:54.21] Do the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga\n[02:56.85] Bad rude boy from the land of Jamaica\n[02:58.73] With visions to venture, to the U.S.\n[03:00.88] To receive the gold that he couldn't acheive\n[03:04.02] In his country, even though he sold mad weed\n[03:06.64] For the next man, who was the Don of the clan\n[03:09.32] Niggaz actin like they got the block locked\n[03:11.74] Like I can't sling drug raps and eat food\n[03:14.12] But I be the rudest, bad boy steppin gun totin\n[03:17.35] Shots lash out like a violent explosion\n[03:19.79] At the nigga, who tries to stop my production\n[03:22.40] Intervene the scene and slow up the CREAM\n[03:24.79] None of that black, East New York, gun talk\n[03:27.19] Niggaz I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk\n[03:30.36] Memories of injuries wounds and burns\n[03:32.55] Walkin through the streets of Medina I stand firm\n[03:35.49] Cause I know this, which means I can hold mine down\n[03:38.04] Without a doubt, niggaz who front, get snuffed out\n[03:40.72] Justice must be born there's no escape\n[03:43.20] Cause a snake can't be reformed so I wait\n[03:45.86] Comin in the name to proclaim your fame for protection\n[03:48.73] And you don't know no fuckin lessons?\n[03:51.12] (Number two, the snake)\n[03:51.85] Bad, bad, Leroy Brown\n[03:53.78] Baddest man in the whole damn town\n[03:55.85] Badder than the deep blue seaaaaa\n[03:58.79] Badder than you and meeeeee\n[04:01.44] Niggaz comin thru the trees, like a salamander, bitin\n[04:05.45] Like a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a black pantha\n[04:10.60] The style I'm ampin the... fuck my name, who I be?\n[04:15.90] Fuck the game, it's all about the moneyyyy!\n[04:18.76] Owahhaerahh, sometimes I get high with the Meth\n[04:24.04] Then I turn to the Killah Priest\n[04:25.92] When it comes TWELVE O'CLOCK!!\n[04:27.44] I turn into the demon beast, yo\n[04:30.17] Yo fuck that shit!\n[04:31.76] (Number two, the snake)\n[04:33.36] YO! SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS\n[04:35.11] (Number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah\n[04:37.07] Rahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!!\n[04:38.90] WHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*\n[04:43.20] WHOSE THE BAD-ASS?\n[04:45.57] (Now number two) Rawwwaahrah\n[04:47.79] (He practiced the snake style\n[04:48.78] He was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh\n[04:51.43] Lyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated\n[04:53.83] When I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this\n[04:56.48] Slip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless\n[04:58.87] When I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six\n[05:01.54] Calm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\n[05:03.97] When I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!!\n[05:06.82] I don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!\n[05:09.07] To all the Wu-Tang Clan members\n[05:12.58] The Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA,\n[05:15.87] The Ol Dirty Bastard, The Method Man,\n[05:19.06] The Chef - Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\n[05:25.83] 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Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\n start_ms: 319060\n end_ms: 325830\n- text: Yo!!!\n start_ms: 325830\n end_ms: 326440\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 326440\nplain: |-\n Now number two, practiced the snake style\n He was known as the snake spirit\n He had the speed of a snake\n\n Niggaz is like serpents out there\n (snake style, no one could compete)\n Serpents will bite\n Lay outside, and then they roll back into they holes\n They slither, in the streets of Brooklyn, New York\n Slither in the streets, of Manhattan\n In the streets of Queens, streets of the Bronx\n Streets of Staten Island\n Wherever you see em they slither\n Whoever... yo\n Fearsome shit... check it out\n Yo, yo\n\n It broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder\n Said stay strong cuz his life is now over\n I flash back to the heathens that he roll with\n They shot him up and down nobody knows shit\n My peers, little ears\n Came up to me with a eye full of tears\n Last night we was shootin dice and gettin nice\n Kid rolled us, played us for our merchandise\n We were in the hallway all day\n Me, Steve, and Little Ray\n Probably at first they tried to rob me\n Back me in the lobby, pull out the shotty\n Then came Scotty, fragile body\n My first impression, he returned from a party\n He was just stagger, smellin like Bacardi\n The Dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad hotties\n Pressed on the elevator button, then all of a sudden\n He licked off, about a dozen\n Slugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin\n Nobody was standin when the nigga started bustin\n Blood started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors\n That's the last thing that I saw\n Damn, we plan to make grands of our home\n (Number two)\n\n Jagged edge, rockin God, hard as Stonehenge\n Pledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge.\n .hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manor\n And on the block he was called by the momma's and the grandma's\n Indecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent\n His weekends was frequently, locked inside the precinct\n His most recent cape for catchin papes\n Was snatchin up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes\n Then ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace\n And those who didn't reply they fell straight to their face\n Razor blade sharp who invades the dark\n And raid more spots than Spays and NARCS iron heart like Tony Starks\n A fierce lion, who never leave the crib without the iron\n And on the block he be slingin rocks and duckin from the sirens\n Greetin niggaz he loved with a pound, and a bear hug\n Those who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub\n A Five Percent, who all knew was one to ten\n He loved the Gods with his heart but his brain was filled with sin\n And when he came through niggaz be lookin out\n Hopin he gets shot or tooken out,\n or locked the fuck up in Brooklyn House\n In PC, on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot\n (Number two, the snake)\n\n Do the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga\n Bad rude boy from the land of Jamaica\n With visions to venture, to the U.S.\n To receive the gold that he couldn't acheive\n In his country, even though he sold mad weed\n For the next man, who was the Don of the clan\n Niggaz actin like they got the block locked\n Like I can't sling drug raps and eat food\n But I be the rudest, bad boy steppin gun totin\n Shots lash out like a violent explosion\n At the nigga, who tries to stop my production\n Intervene the scene and slow up the CREAM\n None of that black, East New York, gun talk\n Niggaz I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk\n Memories of injuries wounds and burns\n Walkin through the streets of Medina I stand firm\n Cause I know this, which means I can hold mine down\n Without a doubt, niggaz who front, get snuffed out\n Justice must be born there's no escape\n Cause a snake can't be reformed so I wait\n Comin in the name to proclaim your fame for protection\n And you don't know no fuckin lessons?\n (Number two, the snake)\n\n Bad, bad, Leroy Brown\n Baddest man in the whole damn town\n Badder than the deep blue seaaaaa\n Badder than you and meeeeee\n Niggaz comin thru the trees, like a salamander, bitin\n Like a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a black pantha\n The style I'm ampin the... fuck my name, who I be?\n Fuck the game, it's all about the moneyyyy!\n Owahhaerahh, sometimes I get high with the Meth\n Then I turn to the Killah Priest\n When it comes TWELVE O'CLOCK!!\n I turn into the demon beast, yo\n\n Yo fuck that shit!\n (number two, the snake)\n YO! 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but I'm bitin you back, like a black pantha\nThe style I'm ampin the... fuck my name, who I be?\nFuck the game, it's all about the moneyyyy!\nOwahhaerahh, sometimes I get high with the Meth\nThen I turn to the Killah Priest\nWhen it comes TWELVE O'CLOCK!!\nI turn into the demon beast, yo\n\nYo fuck that shit!\n(number two, the snake)\nYO! SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS\n(number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah\nRahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!!\nWHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*\nWHOSE THE BAD-ASS?\n(now number two) Rawwwaahrah\n(he practiced the snake style\nHe was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh\n\nLyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated\nWhen I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this\nSlip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless\nWhen I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six\nCalm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\nWhen I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!!\n\nI don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!\nTo all the Wu-Tang Clan members\nThe Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA,\nthe Ol Dirty Bastard, The Method Man,\nthe Chef - Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\nYo!!!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.92] Now number two, practiced the snake style\n[00:05.85] He was known as the snake spirit\n[00:08.59] He had the speed of a snake\n[00:12.26] Niggaz is like serpents out 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start_ms: 322760\n - text: U-\n start_ms: 323880\n - text: God\n start_ms: 324160\n- text: Yo\n start_ms: 325340\n end_ms: 326700\n words:\n - text: Yo\n start_ms: 325340\nplain: |-\n Now number two, practiced the snake style\n He was known as the snake spirit\n He had the speed of a snake\n\n Niggaz is like serpents out there\n (snake style, no one could compete)\n Serpents will bite\n Lay outside, and then they roll back into they holes\n They slither, in the streets of Brooklyn, New York\n Slither in the streets, of Manhattan\n In the streets of Queens, streets of the Bronx\n Streets of Staten Island\n Wherever you see em they slither\n Whoever... yo\n Fearsome shit... check it out\n Yo, yo\n\n It broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder\n Said stay strong cuz his life is now over\n I flash back to the heathens that he roll with\n They shot him up and down nobody knows shit\n My peers, little ears\n Came up to me with a eye full of tears\n Last night we was shootin dice and gettin nice\n Kid rolled us, played us for our merchandise\n We were in the hallway all day\n Me, Steve, and Little Ray\n Probably at first they tried to rob me\n Back me in the lobby, pull out the shotty\n Then came Scotty, fragile body\n My first impression, he returned from a party\n He was just stagger, smellin like Bacardi\n The Dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad hotties\n Pressed on the elevator button, then all of a sudden\n He licked off, about a dozen\n Slugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin\n Nobody was standin when the nigga started bustin\n Blood started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors\n That's the last thing that I saw\n Damn, we plan to make grands of our home\n (Number two)\n\n Jagged edge, rockin God, hard as Stonehenge\n Pledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge.\n .hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manor\n And on the block he was called by the momma's and the grandma's\n Indecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent\n His weekends was frequently, locked inside the precinct\n His most recent cape for catchin papes\n Was snatchin up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes\n Then ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace\n And those who didn't reply they fell straight to their face\n Razor blade sharp who invades the dark\n And raid more spots than Spays and NARCS iron heart like Tony Starks\n A fierce lion, who never leave the crib without the iron\n And on the block he be slingin rocks and duckin from the sirens\n Greetin niggaz he loved with a pound, and a bear hug\n Those who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub\n A Five Percent, who all knew was one to ten\n He loved the Gods with his heart but his brain was filled with sin\n And when he came through niggaz be lookin out\n Hopin he gets shot or tooken out,\n or locked the fuck up in Brooklyn House\n In PC, on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot\n (Number two, the snake)\n\n Do the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga\n Bad rude boy from the land of Jamaica\n With visions to venture, to the U.S.\n To receive the gold that he couldn't acheive\n In his country, even though he sold mad weed\n For the next man, who was the Don of the clan\n Niggaz actin like they got the block locked\n Like I can't sling drug raps and eat food\n But I be the rudest, bad boy steppin gun totin\n Shots lash out like a violent explosion\n At the nigga, who tries to stop my production\n Intervene the scene and slow up the CREAM\n None of that black, East New York, gun talk\n Niggaz I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk\n Memories of injuries wounds and burns\n Walkin through the streets of Medina I stand firm\n Cause I know this, which means I can hold mine down\n Without a doubt, niggaz who front, get snuffed out\n Justice must be born there's no escape\n Cause a snake can't be reformed so I wait\n Comin in the name to proclaim your fame for protection\n And you don't know no fuckin lessons?\n (Number two, the snake)\n\n Bad, bad, Leroy Brown\n Baddest man in the whole damn town\n Badder than the deep blue seaaaaa\n Badder than you and meeeeee\n Niggaz comin thru the trees, like a salamander, bitin\n Like a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a black pantha\n The style I'm ampin the... fuck my name, who I be?\n Fuck the game, it's all about the moneyyyy!\n Owahhaerahh, sometimes I get high with the Meth\n Then I turn to the Killah Priest\n When it comes TWELVE O'CLOCK!!\n I turn into the demon beast, yo\n\n Yo fuck that shit!\n (number two, the snake)\n YO! SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS\n (number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah\n Rahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!!\n WHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*\n WHOSE THE BAD-ASS?\n (now number two) Rawwwaahrah\n (he practiced the snake style\n He was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh\n\n Lyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated\n When I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this\n Slip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless\n When I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six\n Calm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\n When I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!!\n\n I don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!\n To all the Wu-Tang Clan members\n The Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA,\n the Ol Dirty Bastard, The Method Man,\n the Chef - Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\n Yo!!!\n"},{"id":37844742,"name":"Snakes","trackName":"Snakes","artistName":"Ol’ Dirty Bastard","albumName":"Return to the 36 Chambers: The Dirty Version","duration":316.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Now number two, practiced the snake style\nHe was known as the snake spirit\nHe had the speed of a snake\n\n/ One: Killah Priest\n\nNiggaz is like serpents out there\n(Snake style, no one could compete)\nSerpents will bite\nLay outside, and then they roll back into they holes\nThey slither, in the streets of Brooklyn, New York\nSlither in the streets, of Manhattan\nIn the streets of Queens, streets of the Bronx\nStreets of Staten Island\nWherever you see em they slither\nWhoever... yo\nFearsome shit... check it out\nYo, yo\n\nIt broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder\nSaid stay strong cuz his life is now over\nI flash back to the heathens that he roll with\nThey shot him up and down nobody knows shit\nMy peers, little ears\nCame up to me with a eye full of tears\nLast night we was shootin dice and gettin nice\nKid rolled us, played us for our merchandise\nWe were in the hallway all day\nMe, Steve, and Little Ray\nProbably at first they tried to rob me\nBack me in the lobby, pull out the shotty\nThen came Scotty, fragile body\nMy first impression, he returned from a party\nHe was just stagger, smellin like Bacardi\nThe Dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad hotties\nPressed on the elevator button, then all of a sudden\nHe licked off, about a dozen\nSlugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin\nNobody was standin when the nigga started bustin\nBlood started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors\nThat's the last thing that I saw\nDamn, we plan to make grands of our home\n(Number two)\n\nTwo: The RZA\n\nJagged edge, rockin God, hard as Stonehenge\nPledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge.\n.Hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manor\nAnd on the block he was called by the momma's and the grandma's\nIndecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent\nHis weekends was frequently, locked inside the precinct\nHis most recent cape for catchin papes\nWas snatchin up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes\nThen ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace\nAnd those who didn't reply they fell straight to their face\nRazor blade sharp who invades the dark\nAnd raid more spots than Spays and NARCS iron heart like Tony Starks\nA fierce lion, who never leave the crib without the iron\nAnd on the block he be slingin rocks and duckin from the sirens\nGreetin niggaz he loved with a pound, and a bear hug\nThose who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub\nA Five Percent, who all knew was one to ten\nHe loved the Gods with his heart but his brain was filled with sin\nAnd when he came through niggaz be lookin out\nHopin he gets shot or tooken out, or locked the fuck up in Brooklyn House\nIn PC, on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot\n(Number two, the snake)\n\nThree: Masta Killa\n\nDo the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga\nBad rude boy from the land of Jamaica\nWith visions to venture, to the U.S.\nTo receive the gold that he couldn't acheive\nIn his country, even though he sold mad weed\nFor the next man, who was the Don of the clan\nNiggaz actin like they got the block locked\nLike I can't sling drug raps and eat food\nBut I be the rudest, bad boy steppin gun totin\nShots lash out like a violent explosion\nAt the nigga, who tries to stop my production\nIntervene the scene and slow up the CREAM\nNone of that black, East New York, gun talk\nNiggaz I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk\nMemories of injuries wounds and burns\nWalkin through the streets of Medina I stand firm\nCause I know this, which means I can hold mine down\nWithout a doubt, niggaz who front, get snuffed out\nJustice must be born there's no escape\nCause a snake can't be reformed so I wait\nComin in the name to proclaim your fame for protection\nAnd you don't know no fuckin lessons?\n(Number two, the snake)\n\nFour: Ol Dirty Bastard\n\nBad, bad, Leroy Brown\nBaddest man in the whole damn town\nBadder than the deep blue seaaaaa\nBadder than you and meeeeee\nNiggaz comin thru the trees, like a salamander, bitin\nLike a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a black pantha\nThe style I'm ampin the... fuck my name, who I be?\nFuck the game, it's all about the moneyyyy!\nOwahhaerahh, sometimes I get high with the Meth\nThen I turn to the Killah Priest\nWhen it comes TWELVE O'CLOCK!\nI turn into the demon beast, yo\n\nYo fuck that shit!\n(Number two, the snake)\nYO! SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS\n(Number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah\nRahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!\nWHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*\nWHOSE THE BAD-ASS?\n(Now number two) Rawwwaahrah\n(He practiced the snake style\nHe was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh\n\nFive: Buddah Monk\n\nLyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated\nWhen I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this\nSlip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless\nWhen I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six\nCalm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\nWhen I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!\n\nOl Dirty Bastard\n\nI don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!\nTo all the Wu-Tang Clan members\nThe Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA, the Ol Dirty Bastard\nThe Method Man, the Chef - Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\nYo!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Snakes\n artist: Ol’ Dirty Bastard\n album: 'Return to the 36 Chambers: The Dirty Version'\n duration_ms: 316000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Now number two, practiced the snake style\n He was known as the snake spirit\n He had the speed of a snake\n\n / One: Killah Priest\n\n Niggaz is like serpents out there\n (Snake style, no one could compete)\n Serpents will bite\n Lay outside, and then they roll back into they holes\n They slither, in the streets of Brooklyn, New York\n Slither in the streets, of Manhattan\n In the streets of Queens, streets of the Bronx\n Streets of Staten Island\n Wherever you see em they slither\n Whoever... yo\n Fearsome shit... check it out\n Yo, yo\n\n It broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder\n Said stay strong cuz his life is now over\n I flash back to the heathens that he roll with\n They shot him up and down nobody knows shit\n My peers, little ears\n Came up to me with a eye full of tears\n Last night we was shootin dice and gettin nice\n Kid rolled us, played us for our merchandise\n We were in the hallway all day\n Me, Steve, and Little Ray\n Probably at first they tried to rob me\n Back me in the lobby, pull out the shotty\n Then came Scotty, fragile body\n My first impression, he returned from a party\n He was just stagger, smellin like Bacardi\n The Dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad hotties\n Pressed on the elevator button, then all of a sudden\n He licked off, about a dozen\n Slugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin\n Nobody was standin when the nigga started bustin\n Blood started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors\n That's the last thing that I saw\n Damn, we plan to make grands of our home\n (Number two)\n\n Two: The RZA\n\n Jagged edge, rockin God, hard as Stonehenge\n Pledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge.\n .Hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manor\n And on the block he was called by the momma's and the grandma's\n Indecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent\n His weekends was frequently, locked inside the precinct\n His most recent cape for catchin papes\n Was snatchin up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes\n Then ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace\n And those who didn't reply they fell straight to their face\n Razor blade sharp who invades the dark\n And raid more spots than Spays and NARCS iron heart like Tony Starks\n A fierce lion, who never leave the crib without the iron\n And on the block he be slingin rocks and duckin from the sirens\n Greetin niggaz he loved with a pound, and a bear hug\n Those who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub\n A Five Percent, who all knew was one to ten\n He loved the Gods with his heart but his brain was filled with sin\n And when he came through niggaz be lookin out\n Hopin he gets shot or tooken out, or locked the fuck up in Brooklyn House\n In PC, on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot\n (Number two, the snake)\n\n Three: Masta Killa\n\n Do the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga\n Bad rude boy from the land of Jamaica\n With visions to venture, to the U.S.\n To receive the gold that he couldn't acheive\n In his country, even though he sold mad weed\n For the next man, who was the Don of the clan\n Niggaz actin like they got the block locked\n Like I can't sling drug raps and eat food\n But I be the rudest, bad boy steppin gun totin\n Shots lash out like a violent explosion\n At the nigga, who tries to stop my production\n Intervene the scene and slow up the CREAM\n None of that black, East New York, gun talk\n Niggaz I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk\n Memories of injuries wounds and burns\n Walkin through the streets of Medina I stand firm\n Cause I know this, which means I can hold mine down\n Without a doubt, niggaz who front, get snuffed out\n Justice must be born there's no escape\n Cause a snake can't be reformed so I wait\n Comin in the name to proclaim your fame for protection\n And you don't know no fuckin lessons?\n (Number two, the snake)\n\n Four: Ol Dirty Bastard\n\n Bad, bad, Leroy Brown\n Baddest man in the whole damn town\n Badder than the deep blue seaaaaa\n Badder than you and meeeeee\n Niggaz comin thru the trees, like a salamander, bitin\n Like a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a black pantha\n The style I'm ampin the... fuck my name, who I be?\n Fuck the game, it's all about the moneyyyy!\n Owahhaerahh, sometimes I get high with the Meth\n Then I turn to the Killah Priest\n When it comes TWELVE O'CLOCK!\n I turn into the demon beast, yo\n\n Yo fuck that shit!\n (Number two, the snake)\n YO! SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS\n (Number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah\n Rahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!\n WHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*\n WHOSE THE BAD-ASS?\n (Now number two) Rawwwaahrah\n (He practiced the snake style\n He was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh\n\n Five: Buddah Monk\n\n Lyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated\n When I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this\n Slip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless\n When I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six\n Calm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\n When I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!\n\n Ol Dirty Bastard\n\n I don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!\n To all the Wu-Tang Clan members\n The Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA, the Ol Dirty Bastard\n The Method Man, the Chef - Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\n Yo!\n"},{"id":2297263,"name":"Snakes","trackName":"Snakes","artistName":"Ol’ Dirty Bastard","albumName":"Return to the 36 Chambers: The Dirty Version (explicit)","duration":327.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":true,"plainLyrics":"Now number two, practiced the snake style\nHe was known as the snake spirit\nHe had the speed of a snake\n\n/ One: Killah Priest\n\nNiggaz is like serpents out there\n(Snake style, no one could compete)\nSerpents will bite\nLay outside, and then they roll back into they holes\nThey slither, in the streets of Brooklyn, New York\nSlither in the streets, of Manhattan\nIn the streets of Queens, streets of the Bronx\nStreets of Staten Island\nWherever you see em they slither\nWhoever... yo\nFearsome shit... check it out\nYo, yo\n\nIt broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder\nSaid stay strong cuz his life is now over\nI flash back to the heathens that he roll with\nThey shot him up and down nobody knows shit\nMy peers, little ears\nCame up to me with a eye full of tears\nLast night we was shootin dice and gettin nice\nKid rolled us, played us for our merchandise\nWe were in the hallway all day\nMe, Steve, 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was shootin dice and gettin nice\n Kid rolled us, played us for our merchandise\n We were in the hallway all day\n Me, Steve, and Little Ray\n Probably at first they tried to rob me\n Back me in the lobby, pull out the shotty\n Then came Scotty, fragile body\n My first impression, he returned from a party\n He was just stagger, smellin like Bacardi\n The Dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad hotties\n Pressed on the elevator button, then all of a sudden\n He licked off, about a dozen\n Slugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin\n Nobody was standin when the nigga started bustin\n Blood started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors\n That's the last thing that I saw\n Damn, we plan to make grands of our home\n (Number two)\n\n Two: The RZA\n\n Jagged edge, rockin God, hard as Stonehenge\n Pledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge.\n .Hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manor\n And on the block he was called by the momma's and the grandma's\n Indecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent\n His weekends was frequently, locked inside the precinct\n His most recent cape for catchin papes\n Was snatchin up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes\n Then ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace\n And those who didn't reply they fell straight to their face\n Razor blade sharp who invades the dark\n And raid more spots than Spays and NARCS iron heart like Tony Starks\n A fierce lion, who never leave the crib without the iron\n And on the block he be slingin rocks and duckin from the sirens\n Greetin niggaz he loved with a pound, and a bear hug\n Those who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub\n A Five Percent, who all knew was one to ten\n He loved the Gods with his heart but his brain was filled with sin\n And when he came through niggaz be lookin out\n Hopin he gets shot or tooken out, or locked the fuck up in Brooklyn House\n In PC, on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot\n (Number two, the snake)\n\n Three: Masta Killa\n\n Do the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga\n Bad rude boy from the land of Jamaica\n With visions to venture, to the U.S.\n To receive the gold that he couldn't acheive\n In his country, even though he sold mad weed\n For the next man, who was the Don of the clan\n Niggaz actin like they got the block locked\n Like I can't sling drug raps and eat food\n But I be the rudest, bad boy steppin gun totin\n Shots lash out like a violent explosion\n At the nigga, who tries to stop my production\n Intervene the scene and slow up the CREAM\n None of that black, East New York, gun talk\n Niggaz I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk\n Memories of injuries wounds and burns\n Walkin through the streets of Medina I stand firm\n Cause I know this, which means I can hold mine down\n Without a doubt, niggaz who front, get snuffed out\n Justice must be born there's no escape\n Cause a snake can't be reformed so I wait\n Comin in the name to proclaim your fame for protection\n And you don't know no fuckin lessons?\n (Number two, the snake)\n\n Four: Ol Dirty Bastard\n\n Bad, bad, Leroy Brown\n Baddest man in the whole damn town\n Badder than the deep blue seaaaaa\n Badder than you and meeeeee\n Niggaz comin thru the trees, like a salamander, bitin\n Like a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a black pantha\n The style I'm ampin the... fuck my name, who I be?\n Fuck the game, it's all about the moneyyyy!\n Owahhaerahh, sometimes I get high with the Meth\n Then I turn to the Killah Priest\n When it comes TWELVE O'CLOCK!\n I turn into the demon beast, yo\n\n Yo fuck that shit!\n (Number two, the snake)\n YO! SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS\n (Number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah\n Rahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!\n WHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*\n WHOSE THE BAD-ASS?\n (Now number two) Rawwwaahrah\n (He practiced the snake style\n He was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh\n\n Five: Buddah Monk\n\n Lyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated\n When I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this\n Slip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless\n When I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six\n Calm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\n When I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!\n\n Ol Dirty Bastard\n\n I don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!\n To all the Wu-Tang Clan members\n The Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA, the Ol Dirty Bastard\n The Method Man, the Chef - Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\n Yo!\n"},{"id":39103598,"name":"Snakes","trackName":"Snakes","artistName":"Ol’ Dirty Bastard","albumName":"Return to the 36 Chambers: The Dirty Version Instrumentals","duration":316.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Now number two, practiced the snake style\nHe was known as the snake spirit\nHe had the speed of a snake\n\n/ One: Killah Priest\n\nNiggaz is like serpents out there\n(Snake style, no one could compete)\nSerpents will bite\nLay outside, and then they roll back into they holes\nThey slither, in the streets of Brooklyn, New York\nSlither in the streets, of Manhattan\nIn the streets of Queens, streets of the Bronx\nStreets of Staten Island\nWherever you see em they slither\nWhoever... yo\nFearsome shit... check it out\nYo, yo\n\nIt broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder\nSaid stay strong cuz his life is now over\nI flash back to the heathens that he roll with\nThey shot him up and down nobody knows shit\nMy peers, little ears\nCame up to me with a eye full of tears\nLast night we was shootin dice and gettin nice\nKid rolled us, played us for our merchandise\nWe were in the hallway all day\nMe, Steve, and Little Ray\nProbably at first they tried to rob me\nBack me in the lobby, pull out the shotty\nThen came Scotty, fragile body\nMy first impression, he returned from a party\nHe was just stagger, smellin like Bacardi\nThe Dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad hotties\nPressed on the elevator button, then all of a sudden\nHe licked off, about a dozen\nSlugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin\nNobody was standin when the nigga started bustin\nBlood started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors\nThat's the last thing that I saw\nDamn, we plan to make grands of our home\n(Number two)\n\nTwo: The RZA\n\nJagged edge, rockin God, hard as Stonehenge\nPledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge.\n.Hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manor\nAnd on the block he was called by the momma's and the grandma's\nIndecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent\nHis weekends was frequently, locked inside the precinct\nHis most recent cape for catchin papes\nWas snatchin up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes\nThen ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace\nAnd those who didn't reply they fell straight to their face\nRazor blade sharp who invades the dark\nAnd raid more spots than Spays and NARCS iron heart like Tony Starks\nA fierce lion, who never leave the crib without the iron\nAnd on the block he be slingin rocks and duckin from the sirens\nGreetin niggaz he loved with a pound, and a bear hug\nThose who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub\nA Five Percent, who all knew was one to ten\nHe loved the Gods with his heart but his brain was filled with sin\nAnd when he came through niggaz be lookin out\nHopin he gets shot or tooken out, or locked the fuck up in Brooklyn House\nIn PC, on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot\n(Number two, the snake)\n\nThree: Masta Killa\n\nDo the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga\nBad rude boy from the land of Jamaica\nWith visions to venture, to the U.S.\nTo receive the gold that he couldn't acheive\nIn his country, even though he sold mad weed\nFor the next man, who was the Don of the clan\nNiggaz actin like they got the block locked\nLike I can't sling drug raps and eat food\nBut I be the rudest, bad boy steppin gun totin\nShots lash out like a violent explosion\nAt the nigga, who tries to stop my production\nIntervene the scene and slow up the CREAM\nNone of that black, East New York, gun talk\nNiggaz I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk\nMemories of injuries wounds and burns\nWalkin through the streets of Medina I stand firm\nCause I know this, which means I can hold mine down\nWithout a doubt, niggaz who front, get snuffed out\nJustice must be born there's no escape\nCause a snake can't be reformed so I wait\nComin in the name to proclaim your fame for protection\nAnd you don't know no fuckin lessons?\n(Number two, the snake)\n\nFour: Ol Dirty Bastard\n\nBad, bad, Leroy Brown\nBaddest man in the whole damn town\nBadder than the deep blue seaaaaa\nBadder than you and meeeeee\nNiggaz comin thru the trees, like a salamander, bitin\nLike a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a black pantha\nThe style I'm ampin the... fuck my name, who I be?\nFuck the game, it's all about the moneyyyy!\nOwahhaerahh, sometimes I get high with the Meth\nThen I turn to the Killah Priest\nWhen it comes TWELVE O'CLOCK!\nI turn into the demon beast, yo\n\nYo fuck that shit!\n(Number two, the snake)\nYO! SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS\n(Number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah\nRahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!\nWHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*\nWHOSE THE BAD-ASS?\n(Now number two) Rawwwaahrah\n(He practiced the snake style\nHe was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh\n\nFive: Buddah Monk\n\nLyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated\nWhen I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this\nSlip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless\nWhen I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six\nCalm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\nWhen I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!\n\nOl Dirty Bastard\n\nI don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!\nTo all the Wu-Tang Clan members\nThe Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA, the Ol Dirty Bastard\nThe Method Man, the Chef - Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\nYo!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Snakes\n artist: Ol’ Dirty Bastard\n album: 'Return to the 36 Chambers: The Dirty Version Instrumentals'\n duration_ms: 316000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Now number two, practiced the snake style\n He was known as the snake spirit\n He had the speed of a snake\n\n / One: Killah Priest\n\n Niggaz is like serpents out there\n (Snake style, no one could compete)\n Serpents will bite\n Lay outside, and then they roll back into they holes\n They slither, in the streets of Brooklyn, New York\n Slither in the streets, of Manhattan\n In the streets of Queens, streets of the Bronx\n Streets of Staten Island\n Wherever you see em they slither\n Whoever... yo\n Fearsome shit... check it out\n Yo, yo\n\n It broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder\n Said stay strong cuz his life is now over\n I flash back to the heathens that he roll with\n They shot him up and down nobody knows shit\n My peers, little ears\n Came up to me with a eye full of tears\n Last night we was shootin dice and gettin nice\n Kid rolled us, played us for our merchandise\n We were in the hallway all day\n Me, Steve, and Little Ray\n Probably at first they tried to rob me\n Back me in the lobby, pull out the shotty\n Then came Scotty, fragile body\n My first impression, he returned from a party\n He was just stagger, smellin like Bacardi\n The Dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad hotties\n Pressed on the elevator button, then all of a sudden\n He licked off, about a dozen\n Slugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin\n Nobody was standin when the nigga started bustin\n Blood started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors\n That's the last thing that I saw\n Damn, we plan to make grands of our home\n (Number two)\n\n Two: The RZA\n\n Jagged edge, rockin God, hard as Stonehenge\n Pledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge.\n .Hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manor\n And on the block he was called by the momma's and the grandma's\n Indecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent\n His weekends was frequently, locked inside the precinct\n His most recent cape for catchin papes\n Was snatchin up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes\n Then ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace\n And those who didn't reply they fell straight to their face\n Razor blade sharp who invades the dark\n And raid more spots than Spays and NARCS iron heart like Tony Starks\n A fierce lion, who never leave the crib without the iron\n And on the block he be slingin rocks and duckin from the sirens\n Greetin niggaz he loved with a pound, and a bear hug\n Those who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub\n A Five Percent, who all knew was one to ten\n He loved the Gods with his heart but his brain was filled with sin\n And when he came through niggaz be lookin out\n Hopin he gets shot or tooken out, or locked the fuck up in Brooklyn House\n In PC, on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot\n (Number two, the snake)\n\n Three: Masta Killa\n\n Do the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga\n Bad rude boy from the land of Jamaica\n With visions to venture, to the U.S.\n To receive the gold that he couldn't acheive\n In his country, even though he sold mad weed\n For the next man, who was the Don of the clan\n Niggaz actin like they got the block locked\n Like I can't sling drug raps and eat food\n But I be the rudest, bad boy steppin gun totin\n Shots lash out like a violent explosion\n At the nigga, who tries to stop my production\n Intervene the scene and slow up the CREAM\n None of that black, East New York, gun talk\n Niggaz I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk\n Memories of injuries wounds and burns\n Walkin through the streets of Medina I stand firm\n Cause I know this, which means I can hold mine down\n Without a doubt, niggaz who front, get snuffed out\n Justice must be born there's no escape\n Cause a snake can't be reformed so I wait\n Comin in the name to proclaim your fame for protection\n And you don't know no fuckin lessons?\n (Number two, the snake)\n\n Four: Ol Dirty Bastard\n\n Bad, bad, Leroy Brown\n Baddest man in the whole damn town\n Badder than the deep blue seaaaaa\n Badder than you and meeeeee\n Niggaz comin thru the trees, like a salamander, bitin\n Like a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a black pantha\n The style I'm ampin the... fuck my name, who I be?\n Fuck the game, it's all about the moneyyyy!\n Owahhaerahh, sometimes I get high with the Meth\n Then I turn to the Killah Priest\n When it comes TWELVE O'CLOCK!\n I turn into the demon beast, yo\n\n Yo fuck that shit!\n (Number two, the snake)\n YO! SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS\n (Number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah\n Rahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!\n WHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*\n WHOSE THE BAD-ASS?\n (Now number two) Rawwwaahrah\n (He practiced the snake style\n He was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh\n\n Five: Buddah Monk\n\n Lyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated\n When I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this\n Slip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless\n When I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six\n Calm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\n When I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!\n\n Ol Dirty Bastard\n\n I don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!\n To all the Wu-Tang Clan members\n The Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA, the Ol Dirty Bastard\n The Method Man, the Chef - Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\n Yo!\n"},{"id":39785457,"name":"Snakes","trackName":"Snakes","artistName":"Ol' Dirty Bastard","albumName":"Return to the 36 Chambers: The Dirty Version Instrumentals","duration":321.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Now number two, practiced the snake style\nHe was known as the snake spirit\nHe had the speed of a snake\n\n/ One: Killah Priest\n\nNiggaz is like serpents out there\n(Snake style, no one could compete)\nSerpents will bite\nLay outside, and then they roll back into they holes\nThey slither, in the streets of Brooklyn, New York\nSlither in the streets, of Manhattan\nIn the streets of Queens, streets of the Bronx\nStreets of Staten Island\nWherever you see em they slither\nWhoever... yo\nFearsome shit... check it out\nYo, yo\n\nIt broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder\nSaid stay strong cuz his life is now over\nI flash back to the heathens that he roll with\nThey shot him up and down nobody knows shit\nMy peers, little ears\nCame up to me with a eye full of tears\nLast night we was shootin dice and gettin nice\nKid rolled us, played us for our merchandise\nWe were in the hallway all day\nMe, Steve, and Little Ray\nProbably at first they tried to rob me\nBack me in the lobby, pull out the shotty\nThen came Scotty, fragile body\nMy first impression, he returned from a party\nHe was just stagger, smellin like Bacardi\nThe Dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad hotties\nPressed on the elevator button, then all of a sudden\nHe licked off, about a dozen\nSlugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin\nNobody was standin when the nigga started bustin\nBlood started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors\nThat's the last thing that I saw\nDamn, we plan to make grands of our home\n(Number two)\n\nTwo: The RZA\n\nJagged edge, rockin God, hard as Stonehenge\nPledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge.\n.Hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manor\nAnd on the block he was called by the momma's and the grandma's\nIndecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent\nHis weekends was frequently, locked inside the precinct\nHis most recent cape for catchin papes\nWas snatchin up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes\nThen ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace\nAnd those who didn't reply they fell straight to their face\nRazor blade sharp who invades the dark\nAnd raid more spots than Spays and NARCS iron heart like Tony Starks\nA fierce lion, who never leave the crib without the iron\nAnd on the block he be slingin rocks and duckin from the sirens\nGreetin niggaz he loved with a pound, and a bear hug\nThose who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub\nA Five Percent, who all knew was one to ten\nHe loved the Gods with his heart but his brain was filled with sin\nAnd when he came through niggaz be lookin out\nHopin he gets shot or tooken out, or locked the fuck up in Brooklyn House\nIn PC, on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot\n(Number two, the snake)\n\nThree: Masta Killa\n\nDo the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga\nBad rude boy from the land of Jamaica\nWith visions to venture, to the U.S.\nTo receive the gold that he couldn't acheive\nIn his country, even though he sold mad weed\nFor the next man, who was the Don of the clan\nNiggaz actin like they got the block locked\nLike I can't sling drug raps and eat food\nBut I be the rudest, bad boy steppin gun totin\nShots lash out like a violent explosion\nAt the nigga, who tries to stop my production\nIntervene the scene and slow up the CREAM\nNone of that black, East New York, gun talk\nNiggaz I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk\nMemories of injuries wounds and burns\nWalkin through the streets of Medina I stand firm\nCause I know this, which means I can hold mine down\nWithout a doubt, niggaz who front, get snuffed out\nJustice must be born there's no escape\nCause a snake can't be reformed so I wait\nComin in the name to proclaim your fame for protection\nAnd you don't know no fuckin lessons?\n(Number two, the snake)\n\nFour: Ol Dirty Bastard\n\nBad, bad, Leroy Brown\nBaddest man in the whole damn town\nBadder than the deep blue seaaaaa\nBadder than you and meeeeee\nNiggaz comin thru the trees, like a salamander, bitin\nLike a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a black pantha\nThe style I'm ampin the... fuck my name, who I be?\nFuck the game, it's all about the moneyyyy!\nOwahhaerahh, sometimes I get high with the Meth\nThen I turn to the Killah Priest\nWhen it comes TWELVE O'CLOCK!\nI turn into the demon beast, yo\n\nYo fuck that shit!\n(Number two, the snake)\nYO! SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS\n(Number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah\nRahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!\nWHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*\nWHOSE THE BAD-ASS?\n(Now number two) Rawwwaahrah\n(He practiced the snake style\nHe was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh\n\nFive: Buddah Monk\n\nLyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated\nWhen I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this\nSlip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless\nWhen I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six\nCalm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\nWhen I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!\n\nOl Dirty Bastard\n\nI don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!\nTo all the Wu-Tang Clan members\nThe Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA, the Ol Dirty Bastard\nThe Method Man, the Chef - Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\nYo!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Snakes\n artist: Ol' Dirty Bastard\n album: 'Return to the 36 Chambers: The Dirty Version 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hallway all day\n Me, Steve, and Little Ray\n Probably at first they tried to rob me\n Back me in the lobby, pull out the shotty\n Then came Scotty, fragile body\n My first impression, he returned from a party\n He was just stagger, smellin like Bacardi\n The Dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad hotties\n Pressed on the elevator button, then all of a sudden\n He licked off, about a dozen\n Slugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin\n Nobody was standin when the nigga started bustin\n Blood started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors\n That's the last thing that I saw\n Damn, we plan to make grands of our home\n (Number two)\n\n Two: The RZA\n\n Jagged edge, rockin God, hard as Stonehenge\n Pledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge.\n .Hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manor\n And on the block he was called by the momma's and the grandma's\n Indecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent\n His weekends was frequently, locked inside the precinct\n His 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Leroy Brown\n Baddest man in the whole damn town\n Badder than the deep blue seaaaaa\n Badder than you and meeeeee\n Niggaz comin thru the trees, like a salamander, bitin\n Like a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a black pantha\n The style I'm ampin the... fuck my name, who I be?\n Fuck the game, it's all about the moneyyyy!\n Owahhaerahh, sometimes I get high with the Meth\n Then I turn to the Killah Priest\n When it comes TWELVE O'CLOCK!\n I turn into the demon beast, yo\n\n Yo fuck that shit!\n (Number two, the snake)\n YO! SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS\n (Number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah\n Rahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!\n WHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*\n WHOSE THE BAD-ASS?\n (Now number two) Rawwwaahrah\n (He practiced the snake style\n He was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh\n\n Five: Buddah Monk\n\n Lyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated\n When I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this\n Slip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless\n When I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six\n Calm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\n When I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!\n\n Ol Dirty Bastard\n\n I don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!\n To all the Wu-Tang Clan members\n The Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA, the Ol Dirty Bastard\n The Method Man, the Chef - Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\n Yo!\n"},{"id":35872093,"name":"Snakes","trackName":"Snakes","artistName":"Ol' Dirty Bastard","albumName":"Return to the 36 Chambers: The Dirty 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Little Ray\nProbably at first they tried to rob me\nBack me in the lobby, pull out the shotty\nThen came Scotty, fragile body\nMy first impression, he returned from a party\nHe was just stagger, smellin like Bacardi\nThe Dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad hotties\nPressed on the elevator button, then all of a sudden\nHe licked off, about a dozen\nSlugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin\nNobody was standin when the nigga started bustin\nBlood started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors\nThat's the last thing that I saw\nDamn, we plan to make grands of our home\n(Number two)\n\nJagged edge, rockin God, hard as Stonehenge\nPledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge.\n.hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manor\nAnd on the block he was called by the momma's and the grandma's\nIndecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent\nHis weekends was frequently, locked inside the precinct\nHis most recent cape for catchin papes\nWas snatchin up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes\nThen ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace\nAnd those who didn't reply they fell straight to their face\nRazor blade sharp who invades the dark\nAnd raid more spots than Spays and NARCS iron heart like Tony Starks\nA fierce lion, who never leave the crib without the iron\nAnd on the block he be slingin rocks and duckin from the sirens\nGreetin niggaz he loved with a pound, and a bear hug\nThose who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub\nA Five Percent, who all knew was one to ten\nHe loved the Gods with his heart but his brain was filled with sin\nAnd when he came through niggaz be lookin out\nHopin he gets shot or tooken out,\nor locked the fuck up in Brooklyn House\nIn PC, on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot\n(Number two, the snake)\n\nDo the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga\nBad rude boy from the land of Jamaica\nWith visions to venture, to the U.S.\nTo receive the gold that he couldn't acheive\nIn his country, even though he sold mad weed\nFor the next man, who was the Don of the clan\nNiggaz actin like they got the block locked\nLike I can't sling drug raps and eat food\nBut I be the rudest, bad boy steppin gun totin\nShots lash out like a violent explosion\nAt the nigga, who tries to stop my production\nIntervene the scene and slow up the CREAM\nNone of that black, East New York, gun talk\nNiggaz I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk\nMemories of injuries wounds and burns\nWalkin through the streets of Medina I stand firm\nCause I know this, which means I can hold mine down\nWithout a doubt, niggaz who front, get snuffed out\nJustice must be born there's no escape\nCause a snake can't be reformed so I wait\nComin in the name to proclaim your fame for protection\nAnd you don't know no fuckin lessons?\n(Number two, the snake)\n\nBad, bad, Leroy Brown\nBaddest man in the whole damn town\nBadder than the deep blue seaaaaa\nBadder than you and meeeeee\nNiggaz comin thru the trees, like a salamander, bitin\nLike a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a black pantha\nThe style I'm ampin the... fuck my name, who I be?\nFuck the game, it's all about the moneyyyy!\nOwahhaerahh, sometimes I get high with the Meth\nThen I turn to the Killah Priest\nWhen it comes TWELVE O'CLOCK!!\nI turn into the demon beast, yo\n\nYo fuck that shit!\n(number two, the snake)\nYO! SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS\n(number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah\nRahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!!\nWHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*\nWHOSE THE BAD-ASS?\n(now number two) Rawwwaahrah\n(he practiced the snake style\nHe was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh\n\nLyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated\nWhen I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this\nSlip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless\nWhen I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six\nCalm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\nWhen I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!!\n\nI don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!\nTo all the Wu-Tang Clan members\nThe Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA,\nthe Ol Dirty Bastard, The Method Man,\nthe Chef - Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\nYo!!!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.92] Now number two, practiced the snake style\n[00:05.85] He was known as the snake spirit\n[00:08.59] He had the speed of a snake\n[00:12.26] Niggaz is like serpents out 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Ray\n[01:19.99] Probably at first they tried to rob me\n[01:22.35] Back me in the lobby, pull out the shotty\n[01:24.99] Then came Scotty, fragile body\n[01:27.18] My first impression, he returned from a party\n[01:29.79] He was just stagger, smellin like Bacardi\n[01:32.78] The Dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad hotties\n[01:35.61] Pressed on the elevator button, then all of a sudden\n[01:38.83] He licked off, about a dozen\n[01:40.98] Slugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin\n[01:43.97] Nobody was standin when the nigga started bustin\n[01:46.17] Blood started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors\n[01:49.32] That's the last thing that I saw\n[01:51.45] Damn, we plan to make grands of our home\n[01:53.83] (Number two)\n[01:55.48] Jagged edge, rockin God, hard as Stonehenge\n[01:59.42] Pledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge.\n[02:01.86] .Hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manor\n[02:04.29] And on the block he was called by the momma's and 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Priest\n[04:25.92] When it comes TWELVE O'CLOCK!!\n[04:27.44] I turn into the demon beast, yo\n[04:30.17] Yo fuck that shit!\n[04:31.76] (Number two, the snake)\n[04:33.36] YO! SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS\n[04:35.11] (Number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah\n[04:37.07] Rahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!!\n[04:38.90] WHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*\n[04:43.20] WHOSE THE BAD-ASS?\n[04:45.57] (Now number two) Rawwwaahrah\n[04:47.79] (He practiced the snake style\n[04:48.78] He was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh\n[04:51.43] Lyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated\n[04:53.83] When I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this\n[04:56.48] Slip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless\n[04:58.87] When I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six\n[05:01.54] Calm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\n[05:03.97] When I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!!\n[05:06.82] I don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!\n[05:09.07] To all the Wu-Tang Clan members\n[05:12.58] The Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA,\n[05:15.87] The Ol Dirty Bastard, The Method Man,\n[05:19.06] The Chef - Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\n[05:25.83] 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Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\n start_ms: 319060\n end_ms: 325830\n- text: Yo!!!\n start_ms: 325830\n end_ms: 326440\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 326440\nplain: |-\n Now number two, practiced the snake style\n He was known as the snake spirit\n He had the speed of a snake\n\n Niggaz is like serpents out there\n (snake style, no one could compete)\n Serpents will bite\n Lay outside, and then they roll back into they holes\n They slither, in the streets of Brooklyn, New York\n Slither in the streets, of Manhattan\n In the streets of Queens, streets of the Bronx\n Streets of Staten Island\n Wherever you see em they slither\n Whoever... yo\n Fearsome shit... check it out\n Yo, yo\n\n It broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder\n Said stay strong cuz his life is now over\n I flash back to the heathens that he roll with\n They shot him up and down nobody knows shit\n My peers, little ears\n Came up to me with a eye full of tears\n Last night we was shootin dice and gettin nice\n Kid rolled us, played us for our merchandise\n We were in the hallway all day\n Me, Steve, and Little Ray\n Probably at first they tried to rob me\n Back me in the lobby, pull out the shotty\n Then came Scotty, fragile body\n My first impression, he returned from a party\n He was just stagger, smellin like Bacardi\n The Dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad hotties\n Pressed on the elevator button, then all of a sudden\n He licked off, about a dozen\n Slugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin\n Nobody was standin when the nigga started bustin\n Blood started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors\n That's the last thing that I saw\n Damn, we plan to make grands of our home\n (Number two)\n\n Jagged edge, rockin God, hard as Stonehenge\n Pledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge.\n .hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manor\n And on the block he was called by the momma's and the grandma's\n Indecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent\n His weekends was frequently, locked inside the precinct\n His most recent cape for catchin papes\n Was snatchin up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes\n Then ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace\n And those who didn't reply they fell straight to their face\n Razor blade sharp who invades the dark\n And raid more spots than Spays and NARCS iron heart like Tony Starks\n A fierce lion, who never leave the crib without the iron\n And on the block he be slingin rocks and duckin from the sirens\n Greetin niggaz he loved with a pound, and a bear hug\n Those who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub\n A Five Percent, who all knew was one to ten\n He loved the Gods with his heart but his brain was filled with sin\n And when he came through niggaz be lookin out\n Hopin he gets shot or tooken out,\n or locked the fuck up in Brooklyn House\n In PC, on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot\n (Number two, the snake)\n\n Do the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga\n Bad rude boy from the land of Jamaica\n With visions to venture, to the U.S.\n To receive the gold that he couldn't acheive\n In his country, even though he sold mad weed\n For the next man, who was the Don of the clan\n Niggaz actin like they got the block locked\n Like I can't sling drug raps and eat food\n But I be the rudest, bad boy steppin gun totin\n Shots lash out like a violent explosion\n At the nigga, who tries to stop my production\n Intervene the scene and slow up the CREAM\n None of that black, East New York, gun talk\n Niggaz I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk\n Memories of injuries wounds and burns\n Walkin through the streets of Medina I stand firm\n Cause I know this, which means I can hold mine down\n Without a doubt, niggaz who front, get snuffed out\n Justice must be born there's no escape\n Cause a snake can't be reformed so I wait\n Comin in the name to proclaim your fame for protection\n And you don't know no fuckin lessons?\n (Number two, the snake)\n\n Bad, bad, Leroy Brown\n Baddest man in the whole damn town\n Badder than the deep blue seaaaaa\n Badder than you and meeeeee\n Niggaz comin thru the trees, like a salamander, bitin\n Like a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a black pantha\n The style I'm ampin the... fuck my name, who I be?\n Fuck the game, it's all about the moneyyyy!\n Owahhaerahh, sometimes I get high with the Meth\n Then I turn to the Killah Priest\n When it comes TWELVE O'CLOCK!!\n I turn into the demon beast, yo\n\n Yo fuck that shit!\n (number two, the snake)\n YO! SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS\n (number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah\n Rahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!!\n WHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*\n WHOSE THE BAD-ASS?\n (now number two) Rawwwaahrah\n (he practiced the snake style\n He was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh\n\n Lyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated\n When I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this\n Slip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless\n When I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six\n Calm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\n When I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!!\n\n I don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!\n To all the Wu-Tang Clan members\n The Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA,\n the Ol Dirty Bastard, The Method Man,\n the Chef - Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\n Yo!!!\n"},{"id":30722267,"name":"Snakes","trackName":"Snakes","artistName":"Ol' Dirty Bastard","albumName":"Return To The 36 Chambers: Dirty Version (Instrumental Cuts) [by Hillside]","duration":300.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Now number two, practiced the snake style\nHe was known as the snake spirit\nHe had the speed of a snake\n\nNiggaz is like serpents out there\n(snake style, no one could compete)\nSerpents will bite\nLay outside, and then they roll back into they holes\nThey slither, in the streets of Brooklyn, New York\nSlither in the streets, of Manhattan\nIn the streets of Queens, streets of the Bronx\nStreets of Staten Island\nWherever you see em they slither\nWhoever... yo\nFearsome shit... check it out\nYo, yo\n\nIt broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder\nSaid stay strong cuz his life is now over\nI flash back to the heathens that he roll with\nThey shot him up and down nobody knows shit\nMy peers, little ears\nCame up to me with a eye full of tears\nLast night we was shootin dice and gettin nice\nKid rolled us, played us for our merchandise\nWe were in the hallway all day\nMe, Steve, and Little Ray\nProbably at first they tried to rob me\nBack me in the lobby, pull out the shotty\nThen came Scotty, fragile body\nMy first impression, he returned from a party\nHe was just stagger, smellin like Bacardi\nThe Dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad hotties\nPressed on the elevator button, then all of a sudden\nHe licked off, about a dozen\nSlugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin\nNobody was standin when the nigga started bustin\nBlood started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors\nThat's the last thing that I saw\nDamn, we plan to make grands of our home\n(Number two)\n\nJagged edge, rockin God, hard as Stonehenge\nPledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge.\n.hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manor\nAnd on the block he was called by the momma's and the grandma's\nIndecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent\nHis weekends was frequently, locked inside the precinct\nHis most recent cape for catchin papes\nWas snatchin up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes\nThen ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace\nAnd those who didn't reply they fell straight to their face\nRazor blade sharp who invades the dark\nAnd raid more spots than Spays and NARCS iron heart like Tony Starks\nA fierce lion, who never leave the crib without the iron\nAnd on the block he be slingin rocks and duckin from the sirens\nGreetin niggaz he loved with a pound, and a bear hug\nThose who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub\nA Five Percent, who all knew was one to ten\nHe loved the Gods with his heart but his brain was filled with sin\nAnd when he came through niggaz be lookin out\nHopin he gets shot or tooken out,\nor locked the fuck up in Brooklyn House\nIn PC, on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot\n(Number two, the snake)\n\nDo the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga\nBad rude boy from the land of Jamaica\nWith visions to venture, to the U.S.\nTo receive the gold that he couldn't acheive\nIn his country, even though he sold 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SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS\n(number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah\nRahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!!\nWHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*\nWHOSE THE BAD-ASS?\n(now number two) Rawwwaahrah\n(he practiced the snake style\nHe was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh\n\nLyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated\nWhen I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this\nSlip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless\nWhen I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six\nCalm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\nWhen I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!!\n\nI don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!\nTo all the Wu-Tang Clan members\nThe Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA,\nthe Ol Dirty Bastard, The Method Man,\nthe Chef - Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\nYo!!!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.92] Now number two, practiced the snake style\n[00:05.85] He was known as the snake spirit\n[00:08.59] He had the speed of a snake\n[00:12.26] Niggaz is like serpents out 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of injuries wounds and burns\n[03:32.55] Walkin through the streets of Medina I stand firm\n[03:35.49] Cause I know this, which means I can hold mine down\n[03:38.04] Without a doubt, niggaz who front, get snuffed out\n[03:40.72] Justice must be born there's no escape\n[03:43.20] Cause a snake can't be reformed so I wait\n[03:45.86] Comin in the name to proclaim your fame for protection\n[03:48.73] And you don't know no fuckin lessons?\n[03:51.12] (Number two, the snake)\n[03:51.85] Bad, bad, Leroy Brown\n[03:53.78] Baddest man in the whole damn town\n[03:55.85] Badder than the deep blue seaaaaa\n[03:58.79] Badder than you and meeeeee\n[04:01.44] Niggaz comin thru the trees, like a salamander, bitin\n[04:05.45] Like a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a black pantha\n[04:10.60] The style I'm ampin the... fuck my name, who I be?\n[04:15.90] Fuck the game, it's all about the moneyyyy!\n[04:18.76] Owahhaerahh, sometimes I get high with the Meth\n[04:24.04] Then I turn to the Killah Priest\n[04:25.92] When it comes TWELVE O'CLOCK!!\n[04:27.44] I turn into the demon beast, yo\n[04:30.17] Yo fuck that shit!\n[04:31.76] (Number two, the snake)\n[04:33.36] YO! SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS\n[04:35.11] (Number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah\n[04:37.07] Rahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!!\n[04:38.90] WHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*\n[04:43.20] WHOSE THE BAD-ASS?\n[04:45.57] (Now number two) Rawwwaahrah\n[04:47.79] (He practiced the snake style\n[04:48.78] He was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh\n[04:51.43] Lyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated\n[04:53.83] When I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this\n[04:56.48] Slip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless\n[04:58.87] When I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six\n[05:01.54] Calm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\n[05:03.97] When I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!!\n[05:06.82] I don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!\n[05:09.07] To all the Wu-Tang Clan members\n[05:12.58] The Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA,\n[05:15.87] The Ol Dirty Bastard, The Method Man,\n[05:19.06] The Chef - Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\n[05:25.83] 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Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\n start_ms: 319060\n end_ms: 325830\n- text: Yo!!!\n start_ms: 325830\n end_ms: 326440\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 326440\nplain: |-\n Now number two, practiced the snake style\n He was known as the snake spirit\n He had the speed of a snake\n\n Niggaz is like serpents out there\n (snake style, no one could compete)\n Serpents will bite\n Lay outside, and then they roll back into they holes\n They slither, in the streets of Brooklyn, New York\n Slither in the streets, of Manhattan\n In the streets of Queens, streets of the Bronx\n Streets of Staten Island\n Wherever you see em they slither\n Whoever... yo\n Fearsome shit... check it out\n Yo, yo\n\n It broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder\n Said stay strong cuz his life is now over\n I flash back to the heathens that he roll with\n They shot him up and down nobody knows shit\n My peers, little ears\n Came up to me with a eye full of tears\n Last night we was shootin dice and gettin nice\n Kid rolled us, played us for our merchandise\n We were in the hallway all day\n Me, Steve, and Little Ray\n Probably at first they tried to rob me\n Back me in the lobby, pull out the shotty\n Then came Scotty, fragile body\n My first impression, he returned from a party\n He was just stagger, smellin like Bacardi\n The Dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad hotties\n Pressed on the elevator button, then all of a sudden\n He licked off, about a dozen\n Slugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin\n Nobody was standin when the nigga started bustin\n Blood started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors\n That's the last thing that I saw\n Damn, we plan to make grands of our home\n (Number two)\n\n Jagged edge, rockin God, hard as Stonehenge\n Pledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge.\n .hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manor\n And on the block he was called by the momma's and the grandma's\n Indecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent\n His weekends was frequently, locked inside the precinct\n His most recent cape for catchin papes\n Was snatchin up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes\n Then ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace\n And those who didn't reply they fell straight to their face\n Razor blade sharp who invades the dark\n And raid more spots than Spays and NARCS iron heart like Tony Starks\n A fierce lion, who never leave the crib without the iron\n And on the block he be slingin rocks and duckin from the sirens\n Greetin niggaz he loved with a pound, and a bear hug\n Those who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub\n A Five Percent, who all knew was one to ten\n He loved the Gods with his heart but his brain was filled with sin\n And when he came through niggaz be lookin out\n Hopin he gets shot or tooken out,\n or locked the fuck up in Brooklyn House\n In PC, on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot\n (Number two, the snake)\n\n Do the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga\n Bad rude boy from the land of Jamaica\n With visions to venture, to the U.S.\n To receive the gold that he couldn't acheive\n In his country, even though he sold mad weed\n For the next man, who was the Don of the clan\n Niggaz actin like they got the block locked\n Like I can't sling drug raps and eat food\n But I be the rudest, bad boy steppin gun totin\n Shots lash out like a violent explosion\n At the nigga, who tries to stop my production\n Intervene the scene and slow up the CREAM\n None of that black, East New York, gun talk\n Niggaz I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk\n Memories of injuries wounds and burns\n Walkin through the streets of Medina I stand firm\n Cause I know this, which means I can hold mine down\n Without a doubt, niggaz who front, get snuffed out\n Justice must be born there's no escape\n Cause a snake can't be reformed so I wait\n Comin in the name to proclaim your fame for protection\n And you don't know no fuckin lessons?\n (Number two, the snake)\n\n Bad, bad, Leroy Brown\n Baddest man in the whole damn town\n Badder than the deep blue seaaaaa\n Badder than you and meeeeee\n Niggaz comin thru the trees, like a salamander, bitin\n Like a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a black pantha\n The style I'm ampin the... fuck my name, who I be?\n Fuck the game, it's all about the moneyyyy!\n Owahhaerahh, sometimes I get high with the Meth\n Then I turn to the Killah Priest\n When it comes TWELVE O'CLOCK!!\n I turn into the demon beast, yo\n\n Yo fuck that shit!\n (number two, the snake)\n YO! SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS\n (number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah\n Rahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!!\n WHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*\n WHOSE THE BAD-ASS?\n (now number two) Rawwwaahrah\n (he practiced the snake style\n He was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh\n\n Lyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated\n When I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this\n Slip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless\n When I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six\n Calm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\n When I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!!\n\n I don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!\n To all the Wu-Tang Clan members\n The Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA,\n the Ol Dirty Bastard, The Method Man,\n the Chef - Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\n Yo!!!\n"},{"id":15258306,"name":"Snakes","trackName":"Snakes","artistName":"Ol' Dirty Bastard","albumName":"Return to the 36 Chambers: The Dirty Version (25th Anniversary 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bitin\nLike a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a black pantha\nThe style I'm ampin the... fuck my name, who I be?\nFuck the game, it's all about the moneyyyy!\nOwahhaerahh, sometimes I get high with the Meth\nThen I turn to the Killah Priest\nWhen it comes TWELVE O'CLOCK!!\nI turn into the demon beast, yo\n\nYo fuck that shit!\n(number two, the snake)\nYO! SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS\n(number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah\nRahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!!\nWHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*\nWHOSE THE BAD-ASS?\n(now number two) Rawwwaahrah\n(he practiced the snake style\nHe was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh\n\nLyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated\nWhen I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this\nSlip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless\nWhen I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six\nCalm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\nWhen I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!!\n\nI don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!\nTo all the Wu-Tang Clan members\nThe Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA,\nthe Ol Dirty Bastard, The Method Man,\nthe Chef - Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\nYo!!!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.92] Now number two, practiced the snake style\n[00:05.85] He was known as the snake spirit\n[00:08.59] He had the speed of a snake\n[00:12.26] Niggaz is like serpents out there\n[00:18.94] (Snake style, no one could compete)\n[00:20.84] Serpents will bite\n[00:22.68] Lay outside, and then they roll back into they holes\n[00:27.46] They slither, in the streets of Brooklyn, New York\n[00:31.66] Slither in the streets, of Manhattan\n[00:34.68] In the streets of Queens, streets of the Bronx\n[00:37.53] Streets of Staten Island\n[00:39.12] Wherever you see em they slither\n[00:42.62] Whoever... yo\n[00:46.35] Fearsome shit... check it out\n[00:52.07] Yo, yo\n[00:53.62] It broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder\n[00:56.52] Said stay strong cuz his life is now over\n[00:59.14] I flash back to the heathens that he roll with\n[01:01.82] They shot him up and down nobody knows shit\n[01:04.78] My peers, little ears\n[01:06.33] Came up to me with a eye full of tears\n[01:09.54] Last night we was shootin dice and gettin nice\n[01:12.44] Kid rolled us, played us for our merchandise\n[01:15.19] We were in the hallway all day\n[01:17.36] Me, Steve, and Little Ray\n[01:19.99] Probably at first they tried to rob me\n[01:22.35] Back me in the lobby, pull out the shotty\n[01:24.99] Then came Scotty, fragile body\n[01:27.18] My first impression, he returned from a party\n[01:29.79] He was just stagger, smellin like Bacardi\n[01:32.78] The Dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad hotties\n[01:35.61] Pressed on the elevator button, then all of a sudden\n[01:38.83] He licked off, about a dozen\n[01:40.98] Slugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin\n[01:43.97] Nobody was standin when the nigga started bustin\n[01:46.17] Blood started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors\n[01:49.32] That's the last thing that I saw\n[01:51.45] Damn, we plan to make grands of our home\n[01:53.83] (Number two)\n[01:55.48] Jagged edge, rockin God, hard as Stonehenge\n[01:59.42] Pledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge.\n[02:01.86] .Hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manor\n[02:04.29] And on the block he was called by the momma's and the grandma's\n[02:07.13] Indecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent\n[02:09.10] His weekends was frequently, locked inside the precinct\n[02:12.26] His most recent cape for catchin papes\n[02:14.06] Was snatchin up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes\n[02:17.22] Then ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace\n[02:20.18] And those who didn't reply they fell straight to their face\n[02:22.58] Razor blade sharp who invades the dark\n[02:24.80] And raid more spots than Spays and NARCS iron heart like Tony Starks\n[02:27.62] A fierce lion, who never leave the crib without the iron\n[02:30.21] And on the block he be slingin rocks and duckin from the sirens\n[02:32.93] Greetin niggaz he loved with a pound, and a bear hug\n[02:35.99] Those who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub\n[02:38.27] A Five Percent, who all knew was one to ten\n[02:40.63] He loved the Gods with his heart but his brain was filled with sin\n[02:43.34] And when he came through niggaz be lookin out\n[02:45.26] Hopin he gets shot or tooken out,\n[02:47.31] Or locked the fuck up in Brooklyn House\n[02:49.22] In PC, on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot\n[02:52.14] (Number two, the snake)\n[02:54.21] Do the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga\n[02:56.85] Bad rude boy from the land of Jamaica\n[02:58.73] With visions to venture, to the U.S.\n[03:00.88] To receive the gold that he couldn't acheive\n[03:04.02] In his country, even though he sold mad weed\n[03:06.64] For the next man, who was the Don of the clan\n[03:09.32] Niggaz actin like they got the block locked\n[03:11.74] Like I can't sling drug raps and eat food\n[03:14.12] But I be the rudest, bad boy steppin gun totin\n[03:17.35] Shots lash out like a violent explosion\n[03:19.79] At the nigga, who tries to stop my production\n[03:22.40] Intervene the scene and slow up the CREAM\n[03:24.79] None of that black, East New York, gun talk\n[03:27.19] Niggaz I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk\n[03:30.36] Memories of injuries wounds and burns\n[03:32.55] Walkin through the streets of Medina I stand firm\n[03:35.49] Cause I know this, which means I can hold mine down\n[03:38.04] Without a doubt, niggaz who front, get snuffed out\n[03:40.72] Justice must be born there's no escape\n[03:43.20] Cause a snake can't be reformed so I wait\n[03:45.86] Comin in the name to proclaim your fame for protection\n[03:48.73] And you don't know no fuckin lessons?\n[03:51.12] (Number two, the snake)\n[03:51.85] Bad, bad, Leroy Brown\n[03:53.78] Baddest man in the whole damn town\n[03:55.85] Badder than the deep blue seaaaaa\n[03:58.79] Badder than you and meeeeee\n[04:01.44] Niggaz comin thru the trees, like a salamander, bitin\n[04:05.45] Like a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a black pantha\n[04:10.60] The style I'm ampin the... fuck my name, who I be?\n[04:15.90] Fuck the game, it's all about the moneyyyy!\n[04:18.76] Owahhaerahh, sometimes I get high with the Meth\n[04:24.04] Then I turn to the Killah Priest\n[04:25.92] When it comes TWELVE O'CLOCK!!\n[04:27.44] I turn into the demon beast, yo\n[04:30.17] Yo fuck that shit!\n[04:31.76] (Number two, the snake)\n[04:33.36] YO! SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS\n[04:35.11] (Number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah\n[04:37.07] Rahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!!\n[04:38.90] WHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*\n[04:43.20] WHOSE THE BAD-ASS?\n[04:45.57] (Now number two) Rawwwaahrah\n[04:47.79] (He practiced the snake style\n[04:48.78] He was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh\n[04:51.43] Lyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated\n[04:53.83] When I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this\n[04:56.48] Slip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless\n[04:58.87] When I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six\n[05:01.54] Calm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\n[05:03.97] When I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!!\n[05:06.82] I don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!\n[05:09.07] To all the Wu-Tang Clan members\n[05:12.58] The Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA,\n[05:15.87] The Ol Dirty Bastard, The Method Man,\n[05:19.06] The Chef - Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\n[05:25.83] 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Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\n start_ms: 319060\n end_ms: 325830\n- text: Yo!!!\n start_ms: 325830\n end_ms: 326440\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 326440\nplain: |-\n Now number two, practiced the snake style\n He was known as the snake spirit\n He had the speed of a snake\n\n Niggaz is like serpents out there\n (snake style, no one could compete)\n Serpents will bite\n Lay outside, and then they roll back into they holes\n They slither, in the streets of Brooklyn, New York\n Slither in the streets, of Manhattan\n In the streets of Queens, streets of the Bronx\n Streets of Staten Island\n Wherever you see em they slither\n Whoever... yo\n Fearsome shit... check it out\n Yo, yo\n\n It broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder\n Said stay strong cuz his life is now over\n I flash back to the heathens that he roll with\n They shot him up and down nobody knows shit\n My peers, little ears\n Came up to me with a eye full of tears\n Last night we was shootin dice and gettin nice\n Kid rolled us, played us for our merchandise\n We were in the hallway all day\n Me, Steve, and Little Ray\n Probably at first they tried to rob me\n Back me in the lobby, pull out the shotty\n Then came Scotty, fragile body\n My first impression, he returned from a party\n He was just stagger, smellin like Bacardi\n The Dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad hotties\n Pressed on the elevator button, then all of a sudden\n He licked off, about a dozen\n Slugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin\n Nobody was standin when the nigga started bustin\n Blood started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors\n That's the last thing that I saw\n Damn, we plan to make grands of our home\n (Number two)\n\n Jagged edge, rockin God, hard as Stonehenge\n Pledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge.\n .hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manor\n And on the block he was called by the momma's and the grandma's\n Indecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent\n His weekends was frequently, locked inside the precinct\n His most recent cape for catchin papes\n Was snatchin up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes\n Then ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace\n And those who didn't reply they fell straight to their face\n Razor blade sharp who invades the dark\n And raid more spots than Spays and NARCS iron heart like Tony Starks\n A fierce lion, who never leave the crib without the iron\n And on the block he be slingin rocks and duckin from the sirens\n Greetin niggaz he loved with a pound, and a bear hug\n Those who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub\n A Five Percent, who all knew was one to ten\n He loved the Gods with his heart but his brain was filled with sin\n And when he came through niggaz be lookin out\n Hopin he gets shot or tooken out,\n or locked the fuck up in Brooklyn House\n In PC, on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot\n (Number two, the snake)\n\n Do the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga\n Bad rude boy from the land of Jamaica\n With visions to venture, to the U.S.\n To receive the gold that he couldn't acheive\n In his country, even though he sold mad weed\n For the next man, who was the Don of the clan\n Niggaz actin like they got the block locked\n Like I can't sling drug raps and eat food\n But I be the rudest, bad boy steppin gun totin\n Shots lash out like a violent explosion\n At the nigga, who tries to stop my production\n Intervene the scene and slow up the CREAM\n None of that black, East New York, gun talk\n Niggaz I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk\n Memories of injuries wounds and burns\n Walkin through the streets of Medina I stand firm\n Cause I know this, which means I can hold mine down\n Without a doubt, niggaz who front, get snuffed out\n Justice must be born there's no escape\n Cause a snake can't be reformed so I wait\n Comin in the name to proclaim your fame for protection\n And you don't know no fuckin lessons?\n (Number two, the snake)\n\n Bad, bad, Leroy Brown\n Baddest man in the whole damn town\n Badder than the deep blue seaaaaa\n Badder than you and meeeeee\n Niggaz comin thru the trees, like a salamander, bitin\n Like a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a black pantha\n The style I'm ampin the... fuck my name, who I be?\n Fuck the game, it's all about the moneyyyy!\n Owahhaerahh, sometimes I get high with the Meth\n Then I turn to the Killah Priest\n When it comes TWELVE O'CLOCK!!\n I turn into the demon beast, yo\n\n Yo fuck that shit!\n (number two, the snake)\n YO! SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS\n (number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah\n Rahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!!\n WHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*\n WHOSE THE BAD-ASS?\n (now number two) Rawwwaahrah\n (he practiced the snake style\n He was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh\n\n Lyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated\n When I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this\n Slip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless\n When I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six\n Calm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\n When I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!!\n\n I don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!\n To all the Wu-Tang Clan members\n The Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA,\n the Ol Dirty Bastard, The Method Man,\n the Chef - Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\n Yo!!!\n"},{"id":40253690,"name":"Snakes","trackName":"Snakes","artistName":"Ol' Dirty Bastard","albumName":"Return to the 36 Chambers: The Dirty Version (Deluxe Re-Issue) CD1","duration":327.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Now number two, practiced the snake style\nHe was known as the snake spirit\nHe had the speed of a snake\n\nNiggas is like serpents out there (snake style, no one could compete)\nSerpents will bite\nLay outside and then they roll back into their holes\nThey slither in the streets of Brooklyn, New York\nSlither in the streets of Manhattan\nIn the streets of Queens, streets of the Bronx\nStreets of Staten Island\nWherever you see 'em they slither\nWhoever, yo\nFearsome shit, check it out, yo, yo\n\nIt broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder\nSaid, \"Stay strong 'cause his life is now over\"\nI flash back to the heathens that he roll with\nThey shot him up and now nobody knows shit\nMy peers, little ears\nHe came up to me with a eye full of tears\nLast night we was shootin' dice and gettin' nice\nKid rolled us, played us for our merchandise\n\nWe were in the hallway all day\nMe, Steve and Little Ray\nProbably at first they tried to rob me\nBack me in the lobby, pull out the shotty\nThen came Scotty, fragile body\nMy first impression, he returned from a party\nHe would just stagger, smellin' like Bacardi\nThe Dragon, braggin' how he was fuckin' mad hotties\n\nPressed on the elevator button and all of a sudden\nHe licked off about a dozen\nSlugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin\nAnd no one was standing when the nigga started bustin'\nBlood started to flood the floors by the elevator door\nThat's the last thing that I saw\nDamn, we planned to make grands and buy a home\n(It number two)\n\nJagged edge, rock headed god hard as Stonehenge\nPledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge\nHammer, he didn't give a damn about the manner\nAnd on the block he was called by the momma's and the grandma's\n\"Indecent', 'heathen', 'juvenile delinquent\"\nHis weekends was frequently locked inside the precinct\nHis most recent cape for catchin' papes\nWas snatchin' up snakes on a roof butt-naked, hang 'em off like drapes\n\nThen ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace\nAnd those who didn't reply, they fell straight to their face\nRazor blade sharp who invades the dark\nAnd raid more spots than Spays and NARCS, iron heart like Tony Starks\nA fierce lion who never leave the crib without the iron\nAnd on the block he be slingin' rocks and duckin' from the sirens\nGreetin' niggas he loved with a pound and a bear hug\nThose who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub\n\nA Five Percent, all he knew was one to ten\nHe loved the gods with his heart, but his brain was filled with sin\nAnd when he came through niggas be lookin' out\nHopin' he gets shot or tooken out or locked the fuck-up in Brooklyn House\nIn PC on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot\n(Number two, the snake) (yo)\n\nDo the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga\nBad rudeboy from the lands of Jamaica\nWith visions to venture to the U.S.\nTo receive the gold that he couldn't achieve in his country\nEven though he sold mad weed for the next man\nWho was the Don of the clan\nNiggas acting like they got the block locked\nLike I can't sling drug raps and eat food\n\nBut I be the rudest, bad boy, stepping, gun toting\nShots lash out like a violent explosion\nAt the nigga who tries to stop my production\nIntervene the scene and slow up the cream\nNone of that black, East New York, gun talk\nNiggas I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk\nMemories of injuries, wounds, and burns\nWalking through the streets of Medina I stand firm\n\n'Cause I know this, which means I can hold mine down\nWithout a doubt, niggas who front get snuffed out\nJustice must be born there's no escape\n'Cause a snake can't be reformed so why wait\nComing in the name to proclaim your fame for protection\nAnd you don't know no fuckin' lessons? (Number two, the snake)\n\nBad, bad Leroy Brown\nBaddest man in the whole damn town\nBadder than the deep blue sea\nBadder than you and me\nNiggas coming through the trees like a salamander\nBiting like a piranha\nBut I'm biting you back, like a black panther\nThe style I'm ampin' the-\n\nFuck my name, who I be?\nFuck the game, it's all about the money\nSometimes I get high with the Mef, then I turn to the Killah Priest\nWhen it comes 12 o'clock! I turned into the demon beast, yo\n\nYo, fuck that shit\nYo, show these motherfuckers what time it is (number two, the snake)\nRoar (number two, the snake)\nRoar, roar\n(Who's the badass?) Roar\n(Who's the badass?) (Now number two), roar\n(He practiced the snake style), who? Who?\n(He was known as the snake spirit) yeah\n\nLyrics, never waiting, 12 days penetrated\nWhen I come with the roughness, mad niggas try to rush this\nSlip into my killings, then I slays into your pelvics\nWhen I try to stay sick, it's Yakub grafted six\nCalm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\nWhen I drop the greatest skills, brothers say, \"Buddha chill\"\n\nI don't need to rhyme no more, niggas know, yo\nTo all the Wu-Tang Clan members\nThe Ghostface Killah, the GZA, the RZA, the Ol' Dirty Bastard\nThe Method Man, the Chef Raekwon\nInspectah Deck, U-God\nYo","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.38] Now number two, practiced the snake style\n[00:05.71] He was known as the snake spirit\n[00:09.67] He had the speed of a snake\n[00:16.00] Niggas is like serpents out there (snake style, no one could compete)\n[00:19.86] Serpents will bite\n[00:23.14] Lay outside and then they roll back into their holes\n[00:27.85] They slither in the streets of Brooklyn, New York\n[00:31.37] Slither in the 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(yo)\n[02:53.64] Do the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga\n[02:55.94] Bad rudeboy from the lands of Jamaica\n[02:58.31] With visions to venture to the U.S.\n[03:00.96] To receive the gold that he couldn't achieve in his country\n[03:04.58] Even though he sold mad weed for the next man\n[03:06.96] Who was the Don of the clan\n[03:08.89] Niggas acting like they got the block locked\n[03:10.87] Like I can't sling drug raps and eat food\n[03:13.45] But I be the rudest, bad boy, stepping, gun toting\n[03:16.78] Shots lash out like a violent explosion\n[03:18.94] At the nigga who tries to stop my production\n[03:21.92] Intervene the scene and slow up the cream\n[03:24.32] None of that black, East New York, gun talk\n[03:27.08] Niggas I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk\n[03:29.87] Memories of injuries, wounds, and burns\n[03:32.34] Walking through the streets of Medina I stand firm\n[03:34.76] 'Cause I know this, which means I can hold mine down\n[03:37.35] Without a doubt, niggas who front 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doors\nThat's the last thing that I saw\nDamn, we plan to make grands of our home\n(Number two)\n\nJagged edge, rockin God, hard as Stonehenge\nPledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge.\n.Hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manor\nAnd on the block he was called by the momma's and the grandma's\nIndecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent\nHis weekends was frequently, locked inside the precinct\nHis most recent cape for catchin papes\nWas snatchin up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes\nThen ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace\nAnd those who didn't reply they fell straight to their face\nRazor blade sharp who invades the dark\nAnd raid more spots than Spays and NARCS iron heart like Tony Starks\nA fierce lion, who never leave the crib without the iron\nAnd on the block he be slingin rocks and duckin from the sirens\nGreetin niggaz he loved with a pound, and a bear hug\nThose who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub\nA Five 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SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS\n(Number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah\nRahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!!\nWHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*\nWHOSE THE BAD-ASS?\n(Now number two) Rawwwaahrah\n(He practiced the snake style\nHe was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh\n\nLyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated\nWhen I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this\nSlip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless\nWhen I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six\nCalm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\nWhen I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!!\n\nI don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!\nTo all the Wu-Tang Clan members\nThe Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA,\nThe Ol Dirty Bastard, The Method Man,\nThe Chef - Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\nYo!!!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.36]Now number two practiced the snake style\n[00:05.64]He was known as the snake spirit\n[00:09.62]He had the speed of a snake\n[00:16.26]Niggas is like serpents out 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281340\n- text: Who the baddest?\n start_ms: 283620\n end_ms: 315160\n words:\n - text: 'Who '\n start_ms: 283620\n - text: 'the '\n start_ms: 283840\n - text: baddest?\n start_ms: 314460\n- text: Rawr, who?\n start_ms: 315230\n end_ms: 321300\n words:\n - text: 'Rawr, '\n start_ms: 315230\n - text: who?\n start_ms: 316340\nplain: |-\n Now number two, practiced the snake style\n He was known as the snake spirit\n He had the speed of a snake\n\n Niggaz is like serpents out there\n (Snake style, no one could compete)\n Serpents will bite\n Lay outside, and then they roll back into they holes\n They slither, in the streets of Brooklyn, New York\n Slither in the streets, of Manhattan\n In the streets of Queens, streets of the Bronx\n Streets of Staten Island\n Wherever you see em they slither\n Whoever... yo\n Fearsome shit... check it out\n Yo, yo\n\n It broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder\n Said stay strong cuz his life is now over\n I flash back to the heathens that he roll with\n They shot him up and down nobody knows shit\n My peers, little ears\n Came up to me with a eye full of tears\n Last night we was shootin dice and gettin nice\n Kid rolled us, played us for our merchandise\n We were in the hallway all day\n Me, Steve, and Little Ray\n Probably at first they tried to rob me\n Back me in the lobby, pull out the shotty\n Then came Scotty, fragile body\n My first impression, he returned from a party\n He was just stagger, smellin like Bacardi\n The Dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad hotties\n Pressed on the elevator button, then all of a sudden\n He licked off, about a dozen\n Slugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin\n Nobody was standin when the nigga started bustin\n Blood started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors\n That's the last thing that I saw\n Damn, we plan to make grands of our home\n (Number two)\n\n Jagged edge, rockin God, hard as Stonehenge\n Pledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge.\n .Hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manor\n And on the block he was called by the momma's and the grandma's\n Indecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent\n His weekends was frequently, locked inside the precinct\n His most recent cape for catchin papes\n Was snatchin up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes\n Then ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace\n And those who didn't reply they fell straight to their face\n Razor blade sharp who invades the dark\n And raid more spots than Spays and NARCS iron heart like Tony Starks\n A fierce lion, who never leave the crib without the iron\n And on the block he be slingin rocks and duckin from the sirens\n Greetin niggaz he loved with a pound, and a bear hug\n Those who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub\n A Five Percent, who all knew was one to ten\n He loved the Gods with his heart but his brain was filled with sin\n And when he came through niggaz be lookin out\n Hopin he gets shot or tooken out,\n Or locked the fuck up in Brooklyn House\n In PC, on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot\n (Number two, the snake)\n\n Do the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga\n Bad rude boy from the land of Jamaica\n With visions to venture, to the U.S.\n To receive the gold that he couldn't acheive\n In his country, even though he sold mad weed\n For the next man, who was the Don of the clan\n Niggaz actin like they got the block locked\n Like I can't sling drug raps and eat food\n But I be the rudest, bad boy steppin gun totin\n Shots lash out like a violent explosion\n At the nigga, who tries to stop my production\n Intervene the scene and slow up the CREAM\n None of that black, East New York, gun talk\n Niggaz I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk\n Memories of injuries wounds and burns\n Walkin through the streets of Medina I stand firm\n Cause I know this, which means I can hold mine down\n Without a doubt, niggaz who front, get snuffed out\n Justice must be born there's no escape\n Cause a snake can't be reformed so I wait\n Comin in the name to proclaim your fame for protection\n And you don't know no fuckin lessons?\n (Number two, the snake)\n\n Bad, bad, Leroy Brown\n Baddest man in the whole damn town\n Badder than the deep blue seaaaaa\n Badder than you and meeeeee\n Niggaz comin thru the trees, like a salamander, bitin\n Like a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a black pantha\n The style I'm ampin the... fuck my name, who I be?\n Fuck the game, it's all about the moneyyyy!\n Owahhaerahh, sometimes I get high with the Meth\n Then I turn to the Killah Priest\n When it comes TWELVE O'CLOCK!!\n I turn into the demon beast, yo\n\n Yo fuck that shit!\n (Number two, the snake)\n YO! SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS\n (Number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah\n Rahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!!\n WHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*\n WHOSE THE BAD-ASS?\n (Now number two) Rawwwaahrah\n (He practiced the snake style\n He was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh\n\n Lyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated\n When I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this\n Slip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless\n When I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six\n Calm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill\n When I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!!\n\n I don't need to rhyme no more, niggaz know, yo!\n To all the Wu-Tang Clan members\n The Ghostface Killer, the GZA, the RZA,\n The Ol Dirty Bastard, The Method Man,\n The Chef - Raekwon, Inspector Deck, U-God\n Yo!!!\n"}]