Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song One Shot , by - Snowgoons. Song from the album A Fist in the Thought, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 25.05.2009
Record label: Babygrande
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song One Shot , by - Snowgoons. Song from the album A Fist in the Thought, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопOne Shot |
| Hey yo the name is unchangeable, brain storm the universal |
| Chain gang slinging my veins, painting my verses |
| Strange stain paint on the page blazing the purple |
| Main dames holding my thang-thangs in their purses |
| Handcuffs to holding tanks, cages in Kirkland |
| Faces stay straight but inside they’re hurting |
| I rhyme for John J and the Crooked Line for certain |
| It’s been built from the ground up since a youngster with curfew |
| You rooftop hustlers scrambles to get the gamble |
| From dice rolls to blackjack to credit scandal |
| The knifepoint stuck to your chest, I run with the handle |
| If I’m damaged, I spit with a humpback like a camel |
| The pathological rhymesayer but I’m the greatest |
| The hidden message, unspoken word behind the pages |
| And many words are crazy, blessing to see the pesos |
| I’m a king cause I say so, wear a crown for my halo |
| Blades slice skin, this shit is a breeze like the nights wind |
| Never fight sin, spit out the horror to fright men |
| The lightning hits the rooftop, we don’t stop |
| Gun’s cocked, return me to Satan with one shot |
| A drugging motherfucker, destroy a goon’s beef |
| From the dirty south, thieves stomp your face into the streets |
| A living abortion, my riddle with vivid cultures of death |
| And destruction, fucking belittle bitches with horse dicks |
| I’ve lost it, exhausted, the Devil’s darkened my forces |
| Blood is gorgeous, especially yours but on the porches |
| And doors of all who worship the light |
| I bring the of torture at night |
| My evil forces hold my sources of glorious fright |
| My brain’s sick, heart’s dead, eyes red |
| Putting you weak motherfuckers to bed |
| Big sleep where the pigs eat, get chewed up like Wrigley |
| Roll to Philly, fog up the lab with Dr. Illby |
| We smash you, you think you nuts homie? |
| They call me cashew |
| I blast you, rigor mortis stiff, froze like a statue |
| The last dude you ever wanna fuck with, I run this |
| Kills abundant, Lucifer’s wrath is felt among us |
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