Ol' Dirty Bastard feat. Killah Priest & RZA & Masta Killa & Buddha Monk - Snakes

Album: Return To The 36 Chambers: The Dirty Version
Year: 1995
Track: 12
Track Produced By: RZA
Samples: Interpolates Bad, Bad Leroy Brown by Jim Croce
& "I'll Never Do You Wrong" & "Papa Was, Too", both by Joe Tex
& English-language dialogue from the film Five Deadly Venoms


Lyrics:
[Intro/Verse One: Killah Priest]
It broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder
Said stay strong cuz his life is now over
I flash back to the heathens that he roll with
They shot him up and down nobody knows shit
My peers, little ears
Came up to me with a eye full of tears
Last night we was shootin dice and gettin nice
Kid rolled us, played us for our merchandise
We were in the hallway all day
Me, Steve, and Little Ray
Probably at first they tried to rob me
Back me in the lobby, pull out the shotty
Then came Scotty, fragile body
My first impression, he returned from a party
He was just stagger, smellin like Bacardi
The Dragon, braggin, how he was fuckin mad hotties
Pressed on the elevator button, then all of a sudden
He licked off, about a dozen
Slugs from the cannon, that ripped through my cousin
Nobody was standin when the nigga started bustin
Blood started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors
That's the last thing that I saw
Damn, we plan to make grands of our home
(Number two)

[Verse Two: The RZA]
Jagged edge, rockin God, hard as Stonehenge
Pledged whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge..
..hammer, he didn't give a damn about the manor
And on the block he was called by the momma's and the grandma's
Indecent, heathen, juvenile delinquent
His weekends was frequently, locked inside the precinct
His most recent cape for catchin papes
Was snatchin up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off like drapes
Then ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace
And those who didn't reply they fell straight to their face
Razor blade sharp who invades the dark
And raid more spots than Spays and NARCS iron heart like Tony Starks
A fierce lion, who never leave the crib without the iron
And on the block he be slingin rocks and duckin from the sirens
Greetin niggaz he loved with a pound, and a bear hug
Those who wanted life, they catch a slug from the snub
A Five Percent, who all knew was one to ten
He loved the Gods with his heart but his brain was filled with sin
And when he came through niggaz be lookin out
Hopin he gets shot or tooken out, or locked the fuck up in Brooklyn House
In PC, on a liquid diet, but he was louder than a riot
(Number two, the snake)

[Verse Three: Masta Killa]
Do the knowledge to a nigga named Trigga
Bad rude boy from the land of Jamaica
With visions to venture, to the U.S.
To receive the gold that he couldn't acheive
In his country, even though he sold mad weed
For the next man, who was the Don of the clan
Niggaz actin like they got the block locked
Like I can't sling drug raps and eat food
But I be the rudest, bad boy steppin gun totin
Shots lash out like a violent explosion
At the nigga, who tries to stop my production
Intervene the scene and slow up the CREAM
None of that black, East New York, gun talk
Niggaz I extort from Baltic to Boardwalk
Memories of injuries wounds and burns
Walkin through the streets of Medina I stand firm
Cause I know this, which means I can hold mine down
Without a doubt, niggaz who front, get snuffed out
Justice must be born there's no escape
Cause a snake can't be reformed so I wait
Comin in the name to proclaim your fame for protection
And you don't know no fuckin lessons?
(Number two, the snake)

[Verse Four: Ol Dirty Bastard]
Bad, bad, Leroy Brown
Baddest man in the whole damn town
Badder than the deep blue seaaaaa
Badder than you and meeeeee
Niggaz comin thru the trees, like a salamander, bitin
Like a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a black pantha
The style I'm ampin the... fuck my name, who I be?
Fuck the game, it's all about the moneyyyy!
Owahhaerahh, sometimes I get high with the Meth
Then I turn to the Killah Priest
When it comes TWELVE O'CLOCK!!
I turn into the demon beast, yo
Yo fuck that shit!
(number two, the snake)
YO! SHOW THESE MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT TIME IT IS
(number two, the snake) Rawwrarrrah
Rahhwarwaahauh, rawwaroar!!
WHOSE THE BAD-ASS? *rawharrah*
WHOSE THE BAD-ASS?
(now number two) Rawwwaahrah
(he practiced the snake style
He was known as the snake spirit) YEAHhhhhh

[Verse Five: Buddha Monk]
Lyrics, never waitin, twelve days, penetrated
When I come with the ruffness, mad niggaz try to rush this
Slip into my killings, then I slays and you're helpless
When I try to stay sick, it's yacub grafted six
Calm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill
When I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah chill!!
(Outro: Ol Dirty Bastard)

Category:

Music

Tags:

• ol'
• dirty
• bastard
• killah
• priest
• rza
• masta
• killa
• buddha
• monk
• snakes

[johnbatund]

R.I.P. Ol' Dirty!

[SpaceCocaine]

the icon lives forever hail the immortal ol dirty

[TheNamesMillen1]

old kills this track this is the shit!

[CrawfordKieran]

@dr23rdbuchanmd haha i had that in my head all day

[dr23rdbuchanmd]

Bad, bad, Leroy Brown

Baddest man in the whole damn town

Badder than the deep blue seaaaaa

Badder than you and meeeeee

[scottitbad]

ITS THE DIRT

[TheWuCepticon81]

@kkangol88 Yeah that was quite the remarkable feat, unparalleled. and each album sounded completely different from each other, yet still maintained that special Wu sound throughout.

[kkangol88]

I cant believe back then rza drop 7 classic albums on us!!rza his the greatest!

[bobbydeazy]

this evicts soo much emotion, if i ever leave you all alone....then that RAW ass beats! jesus i miss rza at this time and ODB period. :'(

[elwoop]

@F4GSoldier1 and one another respond "yeah me too bro!! RIP ODB;(

[4bagi]

@4bagi pardon self, and what they will always stand for... RAAAAAAWWWWW muthafuckin MUSIC...