known as snooze snaz, so wit the volume turn the bazz, cuz its me, flip couple of thirds, and neva stop ryhming wit words, king of the hustle, gettin to my mind, and u will find, a big puzzle, crazy, the nickname is S.N.A.Z.Z.Y, im easy, but the lyrics busy, face to face wit me ur un luckly G, im the only, truly, mc, a one army, keep yappin, but neva give up rappin, love it to much, im too real to touch, im good in the clutch, the fire is on the rush, like a snake, im poisonous, but the obvious, the words lethal, its legal, got more ego, than any amigo, stomp on the beat, feel the heat, the bazz is thumping, and fans showin some love, keep jumping, just wait till i get pumping, the history, of snazzy, started when i was grade ten, writin shit wit the pen, when lyrics comin in mind the world shuts, sound proof, dont be actin like goof, cuz u be hittin out the roof, i man made of steel, never find a huslte so real

walkin inside the party, big noise its the best for snazzy, we crazzy, i stomp all over you, take pleasure, writin lyrics is a treasure, my fame to big of range to measure, im never disturbed till i see the government is down, i look around, i know the revoultion, is my only soultion, six blades, ice and i two of the biggests renegades, no choice, hear till my voice, is done wit rejoice, 

middle finger 3-d, ali se se se, the motherfuckin hero

 (but no negro)

number one, but u as low as the number zero

hit em wit a little spit, knock u off the pit, if the candle is lit, ima blow it out oh shit, stressed, ever since bush got the push, its been the best, take it on the chest, impressed?, to much for your brain to digest, 



its getting clearer, look through the mirror, and see ur fate is comin nearer



mix many tricks, u small as a decimal, a scary animal, king of the jungle, mcs are the fungle, so im the antifungle, off the way i go, got flow, that nobody should ever know, i travel threw my path, feel the rath, of my other half, u never see the aftermath, i quick, pass the mic, minds on the click, to thick, for ya to break, can u take, the big quake, flow to hot, u dont know not



im to literall, i dont want to go poitcall, im to lyrical, threw the raps i dont got to be physical, i paint the image to graphical, ima bout to show who is in the house, mcs comin to the game there the new world mouse, inside im beast , when released, a stamp goes on the ur forhead sayin deceased, irrational, Snazzy Records home boy its national,  pussy’s talk, put boy u dont know the walk , snipe u like a hawk, bite the finger tips, keep to my scripts, make the stars aline, and make u blind like an eclipse, im top of the championships, atelier spacy when he drips, he starts to pull his dictatorship realtionship, it rips, what the fuck u gon do, this what i was born to do!