Snowgoons, Savage Brothers & Lord Lhus - 5 Criminals (Feat. King Magnetic, Venom & Freestyle) | Текст песни

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• Snowgoons, Savage Brothers & Lord Lhus
• 5 Criminals (Feat. King Magnetic, Venom & Freestyle)

I need a mill for every time ? rhyme
Wrote some ills but I still hold the nine without the fire
Word is plural, epidural, on the wall like a mural
Star without a urinal, what doctors call terminal
Rocking with the Germans, bourbon and ?
I’m a hater, I hate when chumps bloody my razor
You can’t only gamble when you’re favoured
Unless you cheating so you won’t taste the flavour unless you eating
Or you starving, one of the two
Ghostbusters, point a black gun at your boo
With the same scope a hunter would use
Internally I’m 102, under my tongue is the proof
Dumb in the booth like how the fuck I’m gonna recoup
When my budget was bail money and hustling loot
Get so high it feels like I’m puffing with Snoop
Drunk off some gin and juice while I’m pumping the stoup
I don’t mean the producer, cream will reduce you
The schemes of a shooter, my team is the future
Snowgoons, King Mag, it’s a sick ritual
Pop the .45 that make me a 5th criminal
Who I’m repping? My two-time felons
The slammer, it’s grammar, I do my sentence
Remove my presence, that would be global
I’m in their top five without the T-Mobile

[Verse 2]

Destroy the wackness, rappers jump back like doing backflips
We smash this, before trying they need to get more practice
The fact is we bash kids with rap shit and lyrics
Need grass to relax, get trashed at my appearance
Take a picture, you see the light? I’m in the center
The sinner, Carolina stalker get up in you
What you know about rednecks, grits, and gravy biscuits?
Fake rims whips sound shit couldn’t miss it
I’m the leader of the new school for southern rap music
And follow me till your blood pool or in the crunk useless
Slap the shit out of wack rappers, you fucking with bad kids
Beat you in your face and screaming yeah inside of your adlibs
5th Criminal on the jam, I met him through my man
He try feeding me frog legs every time I come to France
What up homie? The Iron Fist equals the takeover
The fake over, Lhus never rocking the stage sober

[Verse 3]

Shots spray duck, you’re in the eye of the heater
Chrome millimeter crack the black dutch, you crank the beat up
Submit the thesis, screaming bloody murder through the speakers
Demonic chronic stalk the reefer, kill sets, nickel-plated TECs
Put the gun to your chest, unload the weapon with aggression decorating your flesh
The Smith and Wesson, shock hip hop rocking a session
Take this shit up the lyrical incision spits the venom
The mic strangler, inhale the danger, cock back another banger
I’m anger blasting out the barrel from the chamber
Subliminal ripping you grimy individual I’m killing you
Dead to the sounds of 5th criminal, you’re pitiful and your raps are far from real
Stats ? born to kill cats so guard your grill
It’s ill, the sound of the gat when caps peel
Attack with black steel and that’s real
Bash your head in, the clock ticks to Armageddon
I’m deading your wack flow, welcome to verbal shredding
Words of aggression setting off like a murder weapon
Disturb your session like I’m shutting down your herb connection
Now learn your fucking lesson and heed the Lord
No coming back from Hell, we’re bolintg the doors
Keeping it raw, lethal as it seeps through your pores
It’s bloodline world wide time to take em to war what

[Verse 4]

At the age of 9 I learned crime paid
We was stick up kids blow up like Pompey
Look me in my face, how’s the metal taste?
Razor metal taste, I sit and levitate
Burning in outerspace, vanished without a trace
Your body in the lake, I sit and meditate
I move to devastate, everlast, heavyweight
Burning fire purple in a circle until I levitate
The dirty dirty baby, you gonna need a surgeon
This is not a warning, we on your block murking
In the black Cutlass burning black dutches
Fuck you motherfuckers, fuck them other suckers
It’s Savage Brothers till I’m dead and gone
Throw your green Ja