Deadly Snakes

Deadly Snakes - Wild West lyrics

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[Intro] 

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[Verse 1] 

My crew's official, D.S. two-triple 

Hard like tittie nipples, venomous shells'll flip you 

Hit you wit the super bionic 

Lyrical boom like sonic 

You better boss spectatin', the steadier you tryin' ta rhyme wit 

My verbal serum's toxic 

When I grip mic's are rockin', ta preach like a prophet 

Fuck your head up wit different topics that let you know 

Where I'm comin' from, and the outcome be somethin' catastrophic 

Makin' you think it nucker, I'm a ill motherfucker 

The type you can feel brother, slash cats that no clever 

I'm undercover like double-o, wit trouble y'all 

Be whatever-whatever, I'm nice wit it all 

Whatever you yak and broad hitted on 

Now it's time ta get rid a y'all 

And some of y'all been playin' too much in the playa's ball 

My fangs sharper than razor's, and spit words like Azor's 

That'll leave your view deja 

My vemous squads major 

You minor league niggas can bite my dick as a favor 

You tossed in the clutches of Cobra world 

My gift is nice, you rip, I'll slice 

I blaze the game precise, you niggas play the game wit dice 



[Verse 2] 

I got an arsenal large enough ta arm a whole army 

You can take your best shot and not die the fit even harm me 

Your bombs be like duds, not big enough ta make me budge 

While I launch a scud miss-ile 

Pack 4-4 pis-tiles 

Wit unlimited clips 

That's unlimited lyrics 

Meanin' I can rhyme forever 

Drop of a dime or whenever 

For better or for worse I marry hip hop, no divorce 

Around time whores can take my respect by force 

If I have to, I'll subtract you from the game 

You won't look the same, your own moms won't even know your name 

Step on the plain, hard terrain, 4 wheels and rugged 

What's the point of packin' a gat if you afraid ta bust it? 

Original thug shit, I cut quick and axe later 

We can rhyme for a small wager or figures that's mad major 

Put your life on the line, we see who leaves the scene breathin' 

I'll crush tha weak links, I do ya mad, hug it even 



[Chorus] 

Yo we ain't scared of none of y'all, we can brawl for this 

So far we the only niggas sparkin' shit 

D.S. 

We can put this whole thing ta rest 

Poisnic age, gauge tha chest like Wild West 



[Verse 3] 

Yo you got five seconds ta clear out for mine 

Cuz three-sixty-five I'm live as tha skydive 

Notify your local authorities of these 

Venomous degenerates spreadin' disease 

Your man said: if you can fuck wit me that's a lie 

He tryin' get you, probly wanna see me split you 

Wanna see me chew you the fuck up and spit you 

One of us be wipin stupid ass clean like tissue 

Hit you wit a lyrical patriot missle 

Drown you and your goons in the black lagoon 

Durin' the full moon, we ambush amateurs 

Leave fang marks on weak squads like yours 

Time for war, you got troops? bring 'em all 

This might not be a game, but I'm still tryin' ta score 

That's why competetors ain't tryin' ta dance 

My advance'll leave cats piss in they pants 



[Verse 4] 

Man if they hated me before, they bound ta hate me now 

Cuz I gripped a couple dollars and be puttin' it down 

Surround sound, double-o wit a 6 on the back 

V-12 on the side, poppin' bottles of yak 

We cockin' 'em back, the metal gat, you runnin' your mouth 

We gunnin' you out, slugs leave you numb on the couch 

We crossin' you out, you niggas betta change your tone 

My range is long, can't you see you lookin' at chrome? 

Dig the scene, bubble 'bout ta snatch tha cream 

In this rap shit them niggas only half of this scheme 

Every part of your team 'gon find it harder ta scream 

These bitches love 'em, cuz when the gold spotted it gleams 

Niggas wanna see me slip so they can take it to me 

Cuz they bank account look like they rappin' for free 

Practically, pennies while we jugglin' C's 

Rugged in 3's, the chain in the piece we freeze 

Shorten your speech, Reese'll make you strip in the streets 

And we the reasons why you ain't seen your bitch in a week 

We holdin' the heat, for all them niggas thinkin it's sweet 

It's gonna end at the bridge and me cementin' your feet 



[Chorus] 

Yo we ain't scared of none of y'all, we can brawl for this 

So far we the only niggas sparkin' shit 

D.S. 

We can put this whole thing ta rest 

Poisnic age, gauge your chest like Wild West 



[Outro] 

D.S. two-trip 

Bust your muthafuckin' shit
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