Snowgoons - Full Force lyrics

rate me

This chick loves the arguing, the bickering and beefing

She's giving me a reason? I'm kicking her teeth in

This isn't the season, she thinks that it's chill

But I'm heated, sick of all the bitching and screaming

She's a witch and a demon but I'm sick in the head, bitch

Feeling neglected, twisted, demented

Now pissed and short-tempered, flip for no reason

She block punching niggas in the face just for breathing

Underground events, we be stomping out an MC

Tempt me, sucker die fuck around

Throw all my energy to Protools and kick a rap

Recorded an album with the Snowgoons, they ripped the tracks

While my bitch opening old wounds like picking scabs

I'm still running this old-school shit like ditching cabs

And pinching sacks and stomping coke

If I wasn't getting richer now I'd say I'd gone for broke

So better run, you don't wanna get

Cause

Strike full force, get your ass up, Trojan Horse

Better run, you don't wanna get

Cause

Strike full force, get your ass up, Trojan Horse

Fuck your alternate fight, I'd rather alternately strike

When my mic ignites, short fuse explode your life

Catch me late night fiending for the mic

Never forgive and forget, fuck you and your peace pipe

Ever approach me better have plans to roast me

I know roach when I see em and I watch em closely

Be on the look out for snakes and rats

So when they try to break you down they only scrape your back

I speak militant plus work ethic is diligent

When I'm getting ignorant, equivalence is killing shit

Dudes better chill man, I'm back to my saving grace

Never hold me down yo my brain is an amazing place

Get it and go, the illest nigga you know

He stay getting that dough plus he cool at the shows

He stay patient, one day at a time

But he'll break your fucking head if you step out of line

There's many wicked ways that I can get my beast on

Keep your hands off my plate when I'm getting my feast on

Niggas I'm fresh, you ain't on the shit that I be on

What I spit now will be studied for aeons

Ridiculous flow you ain't never heard of

Sick in the skull the way I think these words up

Observed fuck way past deranged

I spark this

They say I'm Adolf insane

The way my ink stain and napalm your brain

The game's changed but I'm still going all in

If you ain't gonna finish, what's the point of starting?

Often I brag and boast about me

But if I ain't believe myself where the fuck would I be?

I ain't no Biggie, Nas, or Jay-Z

I am me phase one Q-D nigga