Snowgoons, Savage Brothers - The Trojan Horse lyrics
[Snowgoons, Savage Brothers - The Trojan Horse lyrics]
Snowgoons motherfuckers! Trojan Horse!
Lord Lhus in this motherfucker!
Savage Brothers! What up Germany?
Ha ha hahaha!
Faggots, teach y'all motherfuckers
How to rap
Welcome to the chamber
I live danger and bleed anger
The chokehold put you to sleep
The street strangler open up my skull on the
Beat and release bangers
We're Snowgoons, Savage we creep
You meet your maker
Never trust a gift horse
I tell them hoes to get lost
Your record label's a pimp
Every show's a trick off
People say your album is sick
How much you get for it?
I ain't rich but I'm a boss
I'm still Ross without the Rick Porsche
Sharp blades make 'em shake cause my
Weight is off the Richter
I punch fake in the face and
Put hatred in the quick job
I play the tape to tracing your
Face and make em crisscross
Eighty-eight kids get on their knees
And suck my dick off
Bottom line, once you sign that dotted line
They ain't gotta hide
They'll open the gates and
Leave you sodomized
I'm not surprised they hate me
Because they love me
When I kick shit you still pick
It up like you playing rugby
You either stand like a man or
Lay down like a bitch
We in the streets wilding burning the piff
Fuck the police, pleading the fifth
Here's a gift, we on that Trojan Horse shit
You either stand like a man or
Lay down like a bitch
We in the streets wilding burning the piff
Fuck the police, pleading the fifth
Here's a gift, we on that Trojan Horse shit
We still in the street fuckers
We still hungry
I'm trying to see money, yo let me see money
I leave his nose runny, limbs shaking
Gotta get this dough man
My stomach's aching
And half these rappers are
Soft like baked pastries
I walk alone in this zone
Strike like Royce Gracie
This is what the concrete made me
Fucking concrete baby
Spawn born in the eighties
Violence on the TV raised me
And I ain't get a cent for the last album
That shit's crazy but I keep it moving
I feel like murdering something
Man this act's stupid
Full of that fire fluid
Grimy like five shooters cocked back
Loud mouth leave you as soon
As the crowd move
Walk the block, fuck the cops
Burning the buddha
Duke Nukem spit fire like King Koopa
You can't trust nobody! They trying to
Turn you into a slave
Nobody! Never put your trust into a snake
Nobody! Not even someone you
Think you can trust
'Cause nine times outta ten
Then really don't give a fuck
You can't trust nobody! They trying to
Turn you into a slave
Nobody! Never put your trust into a snake
Nobody! Not even someone you
Think you can trust
'Cause nine times outta ten
Then really don't give a fuck
Lord Lhus in this motherfucker!
Savage Brothers! What up Germany?
Ha ha hahaha!
Faggots, teach y'all motherfuckers
How to rap
Welcome to the chamber
I live danger and bleed anger
The chokehold put you to sleep
The street strangler open up my skull on the
Beat and release bangers
We're Snowgoons, Savage we creep
You meet your maker
Never trust a gift horse
I tell them hoes to get lost
Your record label's a pimp
Every show's a trick off
People say your album is sick
How much you get for it?
I ain't rich but I'm a boss
I'm still Ross without the Rick Porsche
Sharp blades make 'em shake cause my
Weight is off the Richter
I punch fake in the face and
Put hatred in the quick job
I play the tape to tracing your
Face and make em crisscross
Eighty-eight kids get on their knees
And suck my dick off
Bottom line, once you sign that dotted line
They ain't gotta hide
They'll open the gates and
Leave you sodomized
I'm not surprised they hate me
Because they love me
When I kick shit you still pick
It up like you playing rugby
You either stand like a man or
Lay down like a bitch
We in the streets wilding burning the piff
Fuck the police, pleading the fifth
Here's a gift, we on that Trojan Horse shit
You either stand like a man or
Lay down like a bitch
We in the streets wilding burning the piff
Fuck the police, pleading the fifth
Here's a gift, we on that Trojan Horse shit
We still in the street fuckers
We still hungry
I'm trying to see money, yo let me see money
I leave his nose runny, limbs shaking
Gotta get this dough man
My stomach's aching
And half these rappers are
Soft like baked pastries
I walk alone in this zone
Strike like Royce Gracie
This is what the concrete made me
Fucking concrete baby
Spawn born in the eighties
Violence on the TV raised me
And I ain't get a cent for the last album
That shit's crazy but I keep it moving
I feel like murdering something
Man this act's stupid
Full of that fire fluid
Grimy like five shooters cocked back
Loud mouth leave you as soon
As the crowd move
Walk the block, fuck the cops
Burning the buddha
Duke Nukem spit fire like King Koopa
You can't trust nobody! They trying to
Turn you into a slave
Nobody! Never put your trust into a snake
Nobody! Not even someone you
Think you can trust
'Cause nine times outta ten
Then really don't give a fuck
You can't trust nobody! They trying to
Turn you into a slave
Nobody! Never put your trust into a snake
Nobody! Not even someone you
Think you can trust
'Cause nine times outta ten
Then really don't give a fuck