Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Statue, artist - Snowgoons. Date of issue: 24.02.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Statue |
| You know me well, blow the L |
| I burn blunts with Jesus and Satan smoke in holy Hell |
| Tattoo in my blood stream, that blue |
| Green got me stuck on these, statue |
| So high that I can’t move, statue |
| Hold my ground hard body, statue |
| Snowgoons, big bang, click aim blast you |
| Left in the morgue stiff as a board, statue |
| That cash rule make the globe rotate, ask Wu |
| Black blue your? |
| rap crew, clap you |
| Light you, ash you, smoke you, pass you |
| Junkie for them beats like DJ Babu |
| Virtuoso king of the jungle up in this rap zoo |
| You’re not even a pussy, you’re what pussies eating, cat food |
| Raw blooded knight like a vampire? |
| Hold the toaster, holy ghost the fifth is supernatural |
| You are just a pupil, the master is teaching class dude |
| So shut the fuck up when I’m rapping I didn’t ask you |
| I run with cats who are straight nuts cashews |
| We don’t cop bottles at the spot we bring a flask to |
| I’ll mash you if you puffing on that afghoo |
| Crack two dutches fill em up with kief and hash too |
| Man I’m always stoned, statue |
| Act one’s done son stay tuned for act two |
| Excuse me miss but can a boy ask you |
| For your math? |
| cause your hips and that ass boom |
| Got my cock on rock, statue |
| I had to stop cause I’m not bashful |
| I want to mack you, tap you, and then sack you |
| Hit you from every single position, no taboo |
| Then I’ll rope your hands with the lasso |
| Now stop, hold that pose girl, statue |
| Henny and Remi got my head sprung papoose |
| Cats are lame, snatch the game back, jack you |
| Shrapnel pierce your bodily capsule |
| Hack you to pieces, the beast attack you |
| I have to regulate you faggot maggot rap dudes |
| You stay biting that shit, ask? |
| You’re a court jester and I’m the king of the castle |
| Don’t rule cause I want to, I lead cause I have to |
| Your flow’s water and sucrose Snapple |
| I throw the hook and pull the moon close, grapple |
| With the serpent in the garden for the apple |
| Then fuck Eve bro in the Lord’s tabernacle |
| I’ll slap the chaplain of the chapel |
| For distorting the truth and not being factual |
| You want blasphemous bars, check the last few |
| But still the Lord bless me, achoo |
| Born with rap flu, a natural, it’s casual |
| Lose the mask dude, you’re ready, raps are past due |
| Wack crew snafu act fool I’m going at you |
| ? |
| my.22 and blast you |
| That tool will leave you still, statue |
| Hard cause a gash through your grill when it slash you |
| On my own page when I pigeon? |
| you |
| I maintain my position, statue |