The Curse歌词

[ti:The Curse]
[ar:Snowgoons]
[al:Black Snow]
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[00:00.00]The Curse - Snowgoons
[00:38.09]The say the mind is a terrible thing to waste
[00:40.54]So my every rhyme is designed from a spiritual place
[00:43.36]Get the time I'm some kind of a lyrical great
[00:46.13]I drink wine from the vines of superior grapes
[00:48.65]How you think I carry the weight they got me very irate
[00:51.57]I make a classic it's a habit how I bury these fakes
[00:54.31]You can't compare me to snakes I never bite I never crawl
[00:57.28]On the mic I'm something that you never saw this is raw
[01:00.25]Y'all can't be serious these jams is hilarious
[01:02.82]I leave you bloody like the first man to have a period
[01:05.49]Period I ain't gotta write no more
[01:07.89]But since the beat kinda nice I'mma write some more
[01:10.70]Fight your war for what little cash little checks
[01:13.43]So when I die you can put a little flag on my chest
[01:16.22]You a fag with a rep I got shotties for your men
[01:18.80]If Obama don't get the spot it's probably not for him
[01:21.63]Enough black men do good to only get shot
[01:24.14]That's why I'm good in the hood I don't need to get the props
[01:27.17]I only need to get these thoughts off my brain
[01:29.37]Chopped in and slain let juju mob in the game
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[01:41.32]Write another verse and send another curse
[01:43.44]Here comes the storm get your talking on sick nature's
[01:45.78]Back from the dead like motherf**kers been reading the necronomicon
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[01:49.14]When the sick person is talking I murder the market
[01:51.39]I'm a monster kids trying to see me searching the closets
[01:54.24]If incompetent knuckleheads are being slumberers
[01:56.69]I'm sick I kick in the f**king door and slap 'em out of pajamases
[02:00.09]Y'all fakers believe that I've been racing on cheetahs
[02:02.56]My face is the thesis to standing tall in my laces Adidas
[02:05.31]From unlucky to f**king up now sucka buckle up
[02:07.98]I'm sick motherf**k plague wouldn't touch me with rubber gloves
[02:10.83]Half steppers stay beneath me the rap sh*t'll never leave me
[02:13.41]I bring thunder like thor and swinging this hammer to AC DC
[02:16.28]F**k you if you think this sh*t is improper
[02:18.45]While I'm lying rappers be pushing keys thinking they're hustlers
[02:20.86]I'll show and prove never do it for paper
[02:23.01]Leave the cake you want to your maker
[02:24.70]Or move for snow goons and the nature motherf**k
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[02:35.38]Write another verse and send another curse
[02:37.78]The mob remains we was just in the shadows
[02:40.16]King of kings kamachi and cauze brother of pharaohs
[02:43.06]Cousins of killers fathers of felons
[02:44.99]Don't no light no w**d around us we'll abolish your section
[02:48.27]You got juice you will get bashed to a pulp
[02:51.12]Real talk years since the status was caught
[02:53.89]Hundred and eighty seven songs that ain't half of my vault
[02:56.40]Hell froze paved my way out on a path made of salt
[02:59.09]Me and 'mach made of fire ain't no passing the torch
[03:01.78]You pass I'll be passing the pork I'll splatter your thoughts
[03:04.66]West Philly where I rep where my passage was taught
[03:07.45]Wilding up the block while granddaddy sat on the porch
[03:10.29]Watching the news with his back to the room
[03:12.81]I grew up with kids who swam with crack in the womb
[03:15.43]Now they're selling the same sh*t pops died on the same strip
[03:18.25]Shower your rhymes powerful as the gauge kick
[03:21.38]Or with a tangled web I leave you maimed and dead
[03:24.03]Without a microphone I make you f**king bang your head
[03:26.53]My anger's fed when I get some heat from waxwork
[03:29.28]The gat burst would have been a hitman just learned to rap first
[03:32.24]Used to be a fat jerk now I'm a skinny one
[03:34.72]One man one gun I go to war with anyone
[03:37.56]You f**k with juju mob that's asinine
[03:39.87]We don't have to rhyme ni**a we'll settle this by blasting nines