LRC歌词下载
[00:00.69]{Intro}[00:05.18](*German sample in the background*)[00:08.24]Yeah, check it out; Snowgoons[00:10.21]You know what I'm sayin', Kamachi[00:12.61]Big Virt, Jus Allah[00:16.86]Yeah, yeah, yeah, what's the ****ing deal?[00:28.47]The Snowgoons (Snowgoons)[00:31.03]Yeah, you know what I'm sayin', Kamachi[00:35.13]Big Virt (Yeah, yeah)[00:37.44]If l could get my shit together[00:40.29]{Verse 1: Chief Kamachi}[00:41.76]Yo, at the door of the lord my death gospel sings[00:44.04]It’s what I serve the kings, I’m an angel with dirty wings[00:46.76]From Hell’s church, funeral bells work[00:48.95]Chief, Jus and Virt, we crush the earth[00:51.59]We love to kill like you love the dirt[00:54.36]Code red alert, the guns go berserk[00:56.78]Bring the sensimilla and meet me after work[00:59.12]I’ll write another verse and send another curse[01:01.77]Philly to Boston, Jersey to Germany[01:04.23]Walk the Autobahn with a bomb screaming, “Emergency”[01:06.81]High like the heavens cause that’s where I prefer to be[01:09.23]DJ Illegal, cut, start the surgery[01:11.46]It’s murder in the thirty-third degree[01:14.34]Juju Mob, Kamach you heard you of me[01:16.67](And we the rawest ****ing click in the felt)[01:19.19]The real mother****ers better recognize real[01:21.57]The real mother****ers better recognize real, real, real, real, real[01:26.25]{Verse 2: Virtuoso}[01:26.75]Bring your whole squad we starve 'em, **** it, who wants some?[01:29.15]Pawn 'em like the spectre of death we reppin' Boston[01:31.55]Smash y’all mother****ers, you can’t touch us[01:33.95]The flow fill your ears 'till your skull and brain rupture[01:36.36]Pain slashin' cut you, get the cat of nine tails[01:39.06]Fills the rhyme grill, stab your heart with nine nails[01:41.43]You faggots spittin' fabrications, figments of imagination[01:44.07]You won’t get the picture until I flip and smash your face in[01:46.31]Throw you down a flight of stairs, stab you with a Viking spear[01:49.15]Your whole cipher’s scared cause they know the Titan’s here[01:51.85]The church clothes blood-stainin' 'em when I’m aiming them[01:54.79]Spittin' metal that’ll penetrate your cranium[01:56.73]Tried saving them, but **** that, now I’m maiming 'em[01:59.29]Mutilation shootin' for God and making moves for Satan[02:01.72]Next I’m breaking makin' his body abandon his spirit[02:04.48]Started swingin' on you mother****ers like Manny Ramirez[02:06.64]The real mother****ers better recognize real, real, real[02:11.28]{Verse 3: Jus Allah}[02:11.68]Return your mother****ers soul before my next blunt gets rolled[02:14.21]I eat you mother****ers whole before the blood gets cold[02:16.42]Truth be told, you talk like a two years old[02:19.07]Same shit you wanna hold like the purest of gold[02:21.43]When my rhyme begins everything that’s on your mind ends[02:24.23]Each line from divine's like vitamins[02:26.46]Every message from Allah is like medicine[02:29.23]Every one of them could purify the Devil’s sins[02:31.51]****ing fool, you probably flunked pre-school[02:34.31]We ain’t equals, I ain’t readable[02:36.91]You’re one step above your own mother feeding you[02:39.09]Unbelievable, dumb enough to be illegal[02:41.47]You couldn’t get this high without a ****ing needle[02:44.23]And a mother****in' supply to fry three people[02:46.40]{Outro}[02:47.80]Like M.O.P., mother****er, I'll mash you out[02:53.66](And we the rawest ****ing click in the felt)[02:56.61]The real mother****ers better recognize real[02:59.22](You're ****ing with the wrong clan and the wrong man)[03:01.78]Real mother****ers better recognize real, real, real, real[03:06.65]Real mother****ers better recognize real, real, real, real, real
