Snowgoons, Savage Brothers & Lord Lhus - Massacre (Feat. Chief Kamachi) | Текст песни

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• Snowgoons, Savage Brothers & Lord Lhus
• Massacre (Feat. Chief Kamachi)

I got them mistress nuns that visit the slums
Forties of holy water, weed smoke in their lungs
Black long robe hiding all the clips to my guns
Left the bishop dead, gave my ? to the ?
Hallelujah, about to put some hollows through you
Twin altar boys nicknames righteous Rugers
Alley cats in the jungle trying to fight with cougars
Kamala, Lord Lhus straight for the door rush
Qualm got the bombs in the back of the tour bus
Soldiers all highed up sniffing the war dust
? think you had Kimbo tapped out
Mercenary style, got the industry mapped out
Black heathens with the MAC, blow your whole fucking back out
I’m serious, y’all think I’m straight on that rat route
Y’all atheist, y’all don’t believe in the god
So I punish you, you better start believing in God-mallah

[Verse 2]

Bones snap, Indiana Jones rap, hold back nothing
Tongues attack with no substance
What’s going on, I move strong like I’m Atlas
Cause madness, see more tragic than traffic in this automatic
I gotta squeeze at least three in the breeze if you
? you speak Vietnamese
Cause you tongue-twisted, f**k business, I’mma dump missiles
Slugs hit you, ain’t a thug is you?
I’m official like white and black stripes on my back
I’m like Mike when I jack son, like Ike when I slapping
I kick a smooth flow so your wife want me smashing
Trife with the ratchet like I smite from the ?
Slightly above average ain’t quite what I’m after
Like titans when they clashing, like Christ without the passion
Big bang theory like slices through the atom
And blow the fucking set up like lights, camera, action

[Verse 3]

Delete the carbon copy, wrath of a beast
Nothing you spit can stop me, head too cocky
Showing your teeth, reach out with Chief Kamachi
Breathe inside the gas chamber, I love to torture you
I treat you like the last stranger, proceed to slaughter you
Just like a ? coward, this is a call for blood
You can’t get down or lay down, we ain’t coming for love
Ignite the bombs with fuse getting lit, looking suspicious
Believe me God I’m blowing up s**t, you be my witness
I’m the most satanic, worship myself
Because I know I’m Satan, I know you hating
Cursed with the hell of seeing the noise I’m making
What you saying? Nothing, see homie now that’s the problem
I got too much on my mind to not rap so then I’m starving
I’m taking steak off your plate, that’s how it has to be
You’ve had plenty of time to eat homie
It’s time to for mines to feed
Word up, Lord Lhus bringing down the place
Bringing out the hate, I take rhymes and bang em in your face

[Verse 4]

Welcome to Hell where the goblins dwell
One life, one show, cross me oh well
And I never forget it, I police myself
Forty bottles, good green, go for delf
Take a look at my eyes and ruin yourself
It’s nothing but pain left and I’m bad for your health
Somebody call the doctor, this man needs help
Iron fist swing shatter the asteroid belt
I’m a problem like an earth-bound comet
Raised in the projects, a wild environment
No tigers and bears, just Lamas and ?
Six hours have you benching them flowers
Refine my power, feast and devour
Are we cowards? Nah, I fear none
Send the shot to your ear drum, you hear me son?
Never stop till the beat’s done, equal to none