Snowgoons, Virtuoso - Statue lyrics

You know me well, blow the L
I burn blunts with Jesus and Satan
Smoke in holy Hell
Tattoo in my blood stream, that blue
Green, got me stuck on these, statue

So high that I can’t move, statue
Hold my ground hard body, statue
Snowgoons, big bang, click aim blast you
Left in the morgue, stiff as a board, statue

That cash rule make the globe rotate, ask Wu
Black blue your? rap crew, clap you
Light you, ash you, smoke you, pass you
Junkie for them beats like DJ Babu
Virtuoso king of the jungle up
In this rap zoo you’re not even a pussy
You’re what pussies eat - cat food
Raw blooded knight like a vampire
Hold the toaster
Holy ghost the fifth is supernatural
You are just a pupil
The master is teaching class dude
So shut the fuck up
When I’m rapping I didn’t ask you
I run with cats who are
Straight nuts - cashews
We don’t cop bottles at the spot
We bring a flask too
I’ll mash you if you puffing on that afghoo
Crack two dutches fill em up
With kief and hash too
Man I’m always stoned, statue
Act one’s done son, stay tuned for act two

Excuse me miss, but can a boy ask you
For your math room cause your
Hips and that ass boom
Got my cock on rock, statue
I had to stop, cause I’m not, bashful
I want to mack you, tap you
And then sack you
Hit you from every single position, no taboo
Then I’ll rope your hands with the lasso
Now stop, hold that pose girl - statue
Henny and Remi got my head sprung - papoose
Cats are lame, snatch the game back
Jack move
Shrapnel, pierce your bodily capsule
Hack you to pieces, the beast attack you
I have to
Regulate you faggot maggot rap dudes
You stay biting that shit, ask?
You’re a court jester and I’m
The king of the castle
Don’t rule cause I want to
I lead cause I have to
Your flow’s water and sucrose - Snapple
I throw the hook and pull
The moon close - grapple
With the serpent in the garden for the apple
Then fuck Eve bro in the Lord’s tabernacle
I’ll slap the chaplain of the chapel
For distorting the truth and
Not being factual
You want blasphemous bars, check the last few
But still the Lord bless me, achoo
Born with rap flu, a natural, it’s casual
Lose the mask dude, you’re ready
Raps are past due
Wack crew, snafu act, fool I’m going at you
? my 22 and blast you
That tool, will leave you still - statue
Hard cause a gash through your
Grill when it slash you
On my own page when I pigeon? you
I maintain my position - statue