No Snakes Alive (Take Me to Your Leader Version)

Lyrics

[Intro: Sample from Season 1 Episode 7 of Fist of the North Star (1984-1987) - "Villains! Shall We Have A Countdown to Death?"] "Hahahahahaha!" [Verse 1: King Geedorah] Geedorah has arrived, you guys could take five By the time it's over, No Snakes Alive Take a dive, I'm telling you, you're better off Then up against the flow that make her take her sweater off From the setoff, when it cames to scripts, he could hardly brag It's the result of concentration and lollygag I said, "Yeah right." He pulled a mic out a snotty rag Was sealed up air-tight and wrapped up in a body bag Get an advance and catch chance writer's block After spending the first and last penny, my own worst enemy Tell me if I'm OD and usual flow And made deals with these cats who keep sending dough, so The Three-Headed set it, never get busted He's a man of his word who's not to be trusted Beats encrypted, multi-faceted, encrusted Sweaty palm, keep mic rusted *Sort of mellow type of fellow Who sometimes spaz on wife like Othello Hell no! He won't use words like Illuminati Or Gotti or shotty, he might use karate Azar the Gaza caught cut, I'll ask why A mask with the ball-style caps saying, "That's fly" Exact dough 'til it stack high White hoe, black guy, the rap game black eye [Verse 2: Jet Jaguar] Exhilaration, Jet Jag's accelerations Touch speeds minds can't conceive Achieve altered altitudes and angles, angels answer aura Illumination awesome, interpretation awkward Alarm, ankle house arrest Who's best? Monsta Island Czars Crush pawn dreams to be king A frank reality, calculation could never be Quest destined, distant competition dusted Disgusted, race for second, crowded Clouded confusion, conclusion: simple, plain Self-education, self-made millionaires Serpents slithering, sidewinds searching Stalking, heat-sensing, can't have me Jet Jag's Rikki-Tikki-Tavi, superhero Hit zero to sixty, hot pursuit, pedal to the floor Handling lyrics, traction Swerving left, right Making head-fakes Playing high stakes Levitates Quick! Hit breaks, they fly past, hit wall, parts Fly loose, killer mongoose [Verse 3: Rodan] Fake niggas continue to practice the art of intimidation Sterile minds conceiving thought for artificial insemination Syntax the sequence, arranging lessons so deliberate Making wise words clear, but population stay illiterate Consider it, gods refine power, fools get rid of it Men build dreams on promises but lacking the will to deliver it Yo, I dissolve connivers like saliva on Tic-Tacs Gone astray, but get the job done like socks that's mismatched Flip tracks, murder snakes, drunk niggas killing six packs Choking on venom, suffering tricknological kickbacks Poverty-stricken minds with thoughts barely worth two cents Build history through time, linear design on blueprints A nuisance lies in disguise, Eighty-Five Percent never knew Wise men arise and pull files like Internal Revenue Forever true, opposing self-evidence with leverage Upset the beast belly, concoct homogenized beverage Clever shit, calculated sabotage, Trojan Horse Giftwrapped ambush, lethal energy in motion that grows in force Trojan swords strategically aligned throughout the underworld God of Elevation kill Superman, rape Wondergirl Fictitious character decapitated, fake beings susceptible To everyday occurrence, a fatal outcome's inevitable [Verse 4: King Geedorah] Might as well join the force, boss Chance? Take a loss like a coin-toss Roll with a double-headed nickel While the partner Jet Jag with the sickle, you in a pickle King Geedorah, your ass better leave him alone 'Fore he cold-catch a seizure and leave you blown If he ain't the best, he's the best in the top three Out of myself, I, and me Put on your thinking caps Or act like you had a slight inkling perhaps Or get smacked back in the ring like Bob Backlund Ink jet-black, you wack [Outro: Samples] [Sample from Season 1 Episode 7 of Fist of the North Star (1984-1987) - "Villains! Shall We Have A Countdown to Death?"] "Hahahahahaha!" "Hey, what's the meaning of this?" "Shut up!" [Sample from Godzilla vs. King Ghidorah (1991)] "Hahahahahahahaha, young man"