Snowgoons Sonata

Snowgoons & Pumpkinhead - Rap
Snowgoons Sonata
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Duration: 3:03
Lyrics
[Intro] Hold up I think I got something We here in Germany right now [Verse 1] I spit sick verses that cause a worldwide panic In Germany, they love me like Jermaine loves Janet The way that I spray a biblical passage Remains unexplained like Aramaic tablets I animate a canvas Freeze words like icicles from an Appalachian cavern To the streets of Brooklyn, that's the aesthetic My speech reaches the African beaches, the flow's pandemic Y'all non athletic, I'm so authentic You're a relic, a clone, don't get your bones augmented I'm a soldier from the East with a toaster full of heat That'll roast ya over and over 'til your chromosomes start to leak I rock from a slow groove, rock to a show tune Travel the Black Forest on black horses with my Snowgoons A hundred mile per hour Autobahn rhyme flow I shine like Biggie tribute T-shirts with the rhymes on [Chorus] My kicks stay clean, I spit so mean From head to toe it's a go like green Grass in morning, when you rap I be yawning Get this cat here a coffin My kicks stay clean, I spit so mean From head to toe it's a go like green Grass in morning, when you rap I be yawning Get this cat here a coffin [Verse 2] I'm a myth brought to life a whisky fifth over ice What I spit is precise, Richie Rich would gripe 'Cause my dough isn't right but my flow is so tight Like coochie from a dyke, I'm unruly with a mic Illuminati prolly watch me from rooftops at night 'Cause I'm pro freedom, like Martin Luther getting sniped In the cross hairs of life, my goons travel in packs With chains, knives, bats, yo we're back From Berlin the cars where my crews be on you with a rhyme Volkswagnein catch an atomic bomb to your spine The crypt keeper, sick teacher I spit ether Split Beamers who can't fuck a track with a limp wiener Let the fifth lean ya like a heron fiend Get your spot blown up like an Enron scheme [Chorus] My kicks stay clean, I spit so mean From head to toe it's a go like green Grass in morning, when you rap I be yawning Get this cat here a coffin My kicks stay clean, I spit so mean From head to toe it's a go like green Grass in morning, when you rap I be yawning Get this cat here a coffin
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- Pumpkinhead