Snake Pond Lyrics - Shaolin Vs Wu-tang - Raekwon

[Kung-fu sample:] 

Very good! 

Who are you? 

We are from the Wu-Tang 

Shaolin's the foundation 

From which all kung-fu springs 

Buddha's name be praised 

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[Raekwon:] 

I met him by Snake Pond, my hand on the flamer, my bomb 

I park, Rae, Ghost, then lit up the bong 

It's nightfall, nothing here, nothing to fear 

Just got things to touch on, then he walked up weird 

Walked in frail as stale, his eyes were soft 

His face was pale, I looked at him kneel 

Just wanna talk, you a deer, starting chasing him 

He jumped in the tree, had grass in his ear 

I'm a kill you nigga, you gonna have to come down 

Little did he know I was a leader, a full bred eater 

Jump in new V's, shopping, had the fever 

Next stop Starbucks and Spiegels, Jags had diesel 

Then she walked in, fly little diva 

Niggas on the scheme for you gleam, they come from your school 

A bunch of snake bites, they bitch smacked Shareen 

She slid in the '09 Beemer, with that sex whore Sabrina 

Fortune checks, live in Medina 

Thanks for the info, my kinfolk, listen, Ms. Window 

With the big pimple on her temple 

Any more knowledge is college, you gave enough to be bounced now 

She shot up in Chipotle, don't quote me 

917, 646, you know it's war, bitch, 

Can't dress for nothing, she fronting 

Took a piss, roll up, let's twist, pulled down my pants 

Good look, and shot through her tits 

Now I gotta picture who I'm looking for, fake ass Brooklyn boy 

I know his fucking family, fuck 'em all 

I used to love brothers, now I hate 'em 

Mostly them gator boys, who stunting and they never seen Nathan 

Me and my real soldiers who started it, won't play part of it 

But I'm a get to the bottom, I got 'em 

Newspapers saying they shot 'em, but on the low 

I heard he shot himself 

A trip, yo, the poison me, I come from the poison peas 

Where mothers run old nightclubs with tons of ki 

Old lady holding them G's, dope fiends, holes in they jeans 

Magicians that can make blow green 

I know his whole team, no craze, dough so low 

I hit 'em off mean, now he wanna hold me, no bro, B 

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