Snowgoons, Lord Lhus, Sicknature, Sean Strange, Psych Ward - Global Domination lyrics
[Snowgoons, Lord Lhus, Sicknature, Sean Strange, Psych Ward - Global Domination lyrics]
You don’t wanna say we fucking you up
I'm with the clique now lin
TDot running em up hit you with sick styles
Comin' for your daughters and sons
With a crew of henchmen
I’m the father of your style wit a gun
Get ammunition i can never be stopped
You can never take my spot
But you can get shot
Ask about me on the block
It's the one real as Lhus
Never faking to fuck
It be like some killin and punchin'
In the face of a chump
This is murder rap, the rebirth of bomb music
We connect in TO with Reel
Wolf and Tom Vujcic
A nuisance, spark marijuana everyday
It's Lord Lhus
South Carolina born and raised mutha fucka!
I’m a New York giant
Attackin your front line
With a shotgun clappin have you
Gaggin on blood dry
My click will give the morgue
Another toe to tag
Chop you up and stuff your
Head into the bowling bag
Show the flag, prepare for Global Domination
Control the population
Never fold to confrontation
I'm doper than a bundle if you dare to try
Better know I got the shovel
And a bag of lime
My names Sean the true product
Of the Creep Code
No matter what my heart will forever be cold
Through the jungle my people keep lurkin'
Cousin Pat to the death
The fuckin' Street Urchin
We keep the heat burstin'
They gon' kill us, nah, we gon' kill them
We're not gorillas, we just real men
Real killers gripping heaters 'till
Your steel bends
Real recognize real, but I don't hear them
End of the world, end of the road
Disappearing
Hanging from the end of the rope
This is where it ends
My friends were informants saying
There were warrants
They got me in a sting like
A nest full of hornets
I'm not going to the bing
I'm going to war with
The Canadian government, judges and lawyers
I think God is sitting back
Watching and enjoying this
Destroy this, J Nyce hit the button
The missile deployed with
Sicknature part of the goons
Stompin' platoons
Ya'll get entombed if ya'll interrupting
We bargin' into this game
With the marvelous boom
Your better off embarking for doom
I fuck your image up like
A tattoo artist on shrooms
I ain't stoppin' for less
Think because I'm sick
I'll be stuck in the bed? You dickfaces
Are fucked in the head
We could release this the reaper deceases
Eager to eat this saw a
Beast strategic snatching your chain
Leavin' you piece less
Sinister with prominent wishes
Stoppin your business
Shit is in reverse like you got
Your eye popped for the spinach
Got immaculate plans used to
Chill in Copenhagen
Now I'm crashing through the
Gates of your city like a battering Ram
Total the damage, I've broken the planet
Awoke in a panic
So much for granted you don't understand it
I'm blowin' the fam that live close
With the chrome and the cannon
Brought a gun to the show -
They should've pat me down
Dead bodies on the floor - hope you happy now
Now the cops on the phone
Tryin' to talk down
Won't let the hostage go but
I'll let off a round
Take over the globe - take over your town
Vancouver to Scotia - I hear you loud
Cop dope when the price is down
Look at your head it got a price on it now
Livin' the life that you writing about
Seek Pockets and the lights went out!
I'm with the clique now lin
TDot running em up hit you with sick styles
Comin' for your daughters and sons
With a crew of henchmen
I’m the father of your style wit a gun
Get ammunition i can never be stopped
You can never take my spot
But you can get shot
Ask about me on the block
It's the one real as Lhus
Never faking to fuck
It be like some killin and punchin'
In the face of a chump
This is murder rap, the rebirth of bomb music
We connect in TO with Reel
Wolf and Tom Vujcic
A nuisance, spark marijuana everyday
It's Lord Lhus
South Carolina born and raised mutha fucka!
I’m a New York giant
Attackin your front line
With a shotgun clappin have you
Gaggin on blood dry
My click will give the morgue
Another toe to tag
Chop you up and stuff your
Head into the bowling bag
Show the flag, prepare for Global Domination
Control the population
Never fold to confrontation
I'm doper than a bundle if you dare to try
Better know I got the shovel
And a bag of lime
My names Sean the true product
Of the Creep Code
No matter what my heart will forever be cold
Through the jungle my people keep lurkin'
Cousin Pat to the death
The fuckin' Street Urchin
We keep the heat burstin'
They gon' kill us, nah, we gon' kill them
We're not gorillas, we just real men
Real killers gripping heaters 'till
Your steel bends
Real recognize real, but I don't hear them
End of the world, end of the road
Disappearing
Hanging from the end of the rope
This is where it ends
My friends were informants saying
There were warrants
They got me in a sting like
A nest full of hornets
I'm not going to the bing
I'm going to war with
The Canadian government, judges and lawyers
I think God is sitting back
Watching and enjoying this
Destroy this, J Nyce hit the button
The missile deployed with
Sicknature part of the goons
Stompin' platoons
Ya'll get entombed if ya'll interrupting
We bargin' into this game
With the marvelous boom
Your better off embarking for doom
I fuck your image up like
A tattoo artist on shrooms
I ain't stoppin' for less
Think because I'm sick
I'll be stuck in the bed? You dickfaces
Are fucked in the head
We could release this the reaper deceases
Eager to eat this saw a
Beast strategic snatching your chain
Leavin' you piece less
Sinister with prominent wishes
Stoppin your business
Shit is in reverse like you got
Your eye popped for the spinach
Got immaculate plans used to
Chill in Copenhagen
Now I'm crashing through the
Gates of your city like a battering Ram
Total the damage, I've broken the planet
Awoke in a panic
So much for granted you don't understand it
I'm blowin' the fam that live close
With the chrome and the cannon
Brought a gun to the show -
They should've pat me down
Dead bodies on the floor - hope you happy now
Now the cops on the phone
Tryin' to talk down
Won't let the hostage go but
I'll let off a round
Take over the globe - take over your town
Vancouver to Scotia - I hear you loud
Cop dope when the price is down
Look at your head it got a price on it now
Livin' the life that you writing about
Seek Pockets and the lights went out!