Heads Or Tails Lyrics
| Song | Heads Or Tails |
| Artist | Snowgoons |
| Album | German Lugers |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Snowgoons - Heads Or Tails] | |
| [00:00.69] | {Intro} |
| [00:05.18] | (*German sample in the background*) |
| [00:08.24] | Yeah, check it out; Snowgoons |
| [00:10.21] | You know what I'm sayin', Kamachi |
| [00:12.61] | Big Virt, Jus Allah |
| [00:16.86] | Yeah, yeah, yeah, what's the fucking deal? |
| [00:28.47] | The Snowgoons (Snowgoons) |
| [00:31.03] | Yeah, you know what I'm sayin', Kamachi |
| [00:35.13] | Big Virt (Yeah, yeah) |
| [00:37.44] | Jus Allah (Yeah, nigga) |
| [00:40.29] | {Verse 1: Chief Kamachi} |
| [00:41.76] | Yo, at the door of the lord my death gospel sings |
| [00:44.04] | It’s what I serve the kings, I’m an angel with dirty wings |
| [00:46.76] | From Hell’s church, funeral bells work |
| [00:48.95] | Chief, Jus and Virt, we crush the earth |
| [00:51.59] | We love to kill like you love the dirt |
| [00:54.36] | Code red alert, the guns go berserk |
| [00:56.78] | Bring the sensimilla and meet me after work |
| [00:59.12] | I’ll write another verse and send another curse |
| [01:01.77] | Philly to Boston, Jersey to Germany |
| [01:04.23] | Walk the Autobahn with a bomb screaming, “Emergency” |
| [01:06.81] | High like the heavens cause that’s where I prefer to be |
| [01:09.23] | DJ Illegal, cut, start the surgery |
| [01:11.46] | It’s murder in the thirty-third degree |
| [01:14.34] | Juju Mob, Kamach you heard you of me |
| [01:16.67] | (And we the rawest muhfuckin' click in the felt) |
| [01:19.19] | (The real motherfuckers better recognize real) |
| [01:21.57] | (The real motherfuckers better recognize real, real, real, real, real) |
| [01:26.25] | {Verse 2: Virtuoso} |
| [01:26.75] | Bring your whole squad we starve 'em, fuck it, who wants some? |
| [01:29.15] | Pawn 'em like the spectre of death we reppin' Boston |
| [01:31.55] | Smash y’all motherfuckers, you can’t touch us |
| [01:33.95] | The flow fill your ears 'till your skull and brain rupture |
| [01:36.36] | Pain slashin' cut you, get the cat of nine tails |
| [01:39.06] | Fills the rhyme grill, stab your heart with nine nails |
| [01:41.43] | You faggots spittin' fabrications, figments of imagination |
| [01:44.07] | You won’t get the picture until I flip and smash your face in |
| [01:46.31] | Throw you down a flight of stairs, stab you with a Viking spear |
| [01:49.15] | Your whole cipher’s scared cause they know the Titan’s here |
| [01:51.85] | The church clothes blood-stainin' 'em when I’m aiming them |
| [01:54.79] | Spittin' metal that’ll penetrate your cranium |
| [01:56.73] | Tried saving them, but fuck that, now I’m maimin' 'em |
| [01:59.29] | Mutilation shootin' for God and making moves for Satan |
| [02:01.72] | Next I’m breaking makin' his body abandon his spirit |
| [02:04.48] | Started swingin' on you motherfuckers like Manny Ramirez |
| [02:06.64] | (The real motherfuckers better recognize real, real, real) |
| [02:11.28] | {Verse 3: Jus Allah} |
| [02:11.68] | Return your motherfucking soul before my next blunt gets rolled |
| [02:14.21] | I eat you motherfuckers whole before the blood gets cold |
| [02:16.42] | Truth be told, you talk like a two years old |
| [02:19.07] | Same shit you wanna hold like the purest of gold |
| [02:21.43] | When my rhyme begins everything that’s on your mind ends |
| [02:24.23] | Each line from divine's like vitamins |
| [02:26.46] | Every message from Allah is like medicine |
| [02:29.23] | Every one of them could purify the Devil’s sins |
| [02:31.51] | Fuckin' fool, you probably flunked pre-school |
| [02:34.31] | We ain’t equals, I ain’t readable |
| [02:36.91] | You’re one step above your own mother feeding you |
| [02:39.09] | Unbelievable, dumb enough to be illegal |
| [02:41.47] | You couldn’t get this high without a fucking needle |
| [02:44.23] | And a fuckin' supply to fry three people |
| [02:46.40] | {Outro} |
| [02:47.80] | (Like M.O.P., nigga, I'll mash you out) |
| [02:53.66] | (And we the rawest muhfuckin' click in the felt) |
| [02:56.61] | (The real motherfuckers better recognize real) |
| [02:59.22] | (You're fuckin' with the wrong clan and the wrong man) |
| [03:01.78] | (Real motherfuckers better recognize real, real, real, real) |
| [03:06.65] | (Real motherfuckers better recognize real, real, real, real, real) |
| Snowgoons Heads Or Tails | |
| [00:00.69] | Intro |
| [00:05.18] | German sample in the background |
| [00:08.24] | Yeah, check it out Snowgoons |
| [00:10.21] | You know what I' m sayin', Kamachi |
| [00:12.61] | Big Virt, Jus Allah |
| [00:16.86] | Yeah, yeah, yeah, what' s the fucking deal? |
| [00:28.47] | The Snowgoons Snowgoons |
| [00:31.03] | Yeah, you know what I' m sayin', Kamachi |
| [00:35.13] | Big Virt Yeah, yeah |
| [00:37.44] | Jus Allah Yeah, nigga |
| [00:40.29] | Verse 1: Chief Kamachi |
| [00:41.76] | Yo, at the door of the lord my death gospel sings |
| [00:44.04] | It' s what I serve the kings, I' m an angel with dirty wings |
| [00:46.76] | From Hell' s church, funeral bells work |
| [00:48.95] | Chief, Jus and Virt, we crush the earth |
| [00:51.59] | We love to kill like you love the dirt |
| [00:54.36] | Code red alert, the guns go berserk |
| [00:56.78] | Bring the sensimilla and meet me after work |
| [00:59.12] | I' ll write another verse and send another curse |
| [01:01.77] | Philly to Boston, Jersey to Germany |
| [01:04.23] | Walk the Autobahn with a bomb screaming, " Emergency" |
| [01:06.81] | High like the heavens cause that' s where I prefer to be |
| [01:09.23] | DJ Illegal, cut, start the surgery |
| [01:11.46] | It' s murder in the thirtythird degree |
| [01:14.34] | Juju Mob, Kamach you heard you of me |
| [01:16.67] | And we the rawest muhfuckin' click in the felt |
| [01:19.19] | The real motherfuckers better recognize real |
| [01:21.57] | The real motherfuckers better recognize real, real, real, real, real |
| [01:26.25] | Verse 2: Virtuoso |
| [01:26.75] | Bring your whole squad we starve ' em, fuck it, who wants some? |
| [01:29.15] | Pawn ' em like the spectre of death we reppin' Boston |
| [01:31.55] | Smash y' all motherfuckers, you can' t touch us |
| [01:33.95] | The flow fill your ears ' till your skull and brain rupture |
| [01:36.36] | Pain slashin' cut you, get the cat of nine tails |
| [01:39.06] | Fills the rhyme grill, stab your heart with nine nails |
| [01:41.43] | You faggots spittin' fabrications, figments of imagination |
| [01:44.07] | You won' t get the picture until I flip and smash your face in |
| [01:46.31] | Throw you down a flight of stairs, stab you with a Viking spear |
| [01:49.15] | Your whole cipher' s scared cause they know the Titan' s here |
| [01:51.85] | The church clothes bloodstainin' ' em when I' m aiming them |
| [01:54.79] | Spittin' metal that' ll penetrate your cranium |
| [01:56.73] | Tried saving them, but fuck that, now I' m maimin' ' em |
| [01:59.29] | Mutilation shootin' for God and making moves for Satan |
| [02:01.72] | Next I' m breaking makin' his body abandon his spirit |
| [02:04.48] | Started swingin' on you motherfuckers like Manny Ramirez |
| [02:06.64] | The real motherfuckers better recognize real, real, real |
| [02:11.28] | Verse 3: Jus Allah |
| [02:11.68] | Return your motherfucking soul before my next blunt gets rolled |
| [02:14.21] | I eat you motherfuckers whole before the blood gets cold |
| [02:16.42] | Truth be told, you talk like a two years old |
| [02:19.07] | Same shit you wanna hold like the purest of gold |
| [02:21.43] | When my rhyme begins everything that' s on your mind ends |
| [02:24.23] | Each line from divine' s like vitamins |
| [02:26.46] | Every message from Allah is like medicine |
| [02:29.23] | Every one of them could purify the Devil' s sins |
| [02:31.51] | Fuckin' fool, you probably flunked preschool |
| [02:34.31] | We ain' t equals, I ain' t readable |
| [02:36.91] | You' re one step above your own mother feeding you |
| [02:39.09] | Unbelievable, dumb enough to be illegal |
| [02:41.47] | You couldn' t get this high without a fucking needle |
| [02:44.23] | And a fuckin' supply to fry three people |
| [02:46.40] | Outro |
| [02:47.80] | Like M. O. P., nigga, I' ll mash you out |
| [02:53.66] | And we the rawest muhfuckin' click in the felt |
| [02:56.61] | The real motherfuckers better recognize real |
| [02:59.22] | You' re fuckin' with the wrong clan and the wrong man |
| [03:01.78] | Real motherfuckers better recognize real, real, real, real |
| [03:06.65] | Real motherfuckers better recognize real, real, real, real, real |
| Snowgoons Heads Or Tails | |
| [00:00.69] | Intro |
| [00:05.18] | German sample in the background |
| [00:08.24] | Yeah, check it out Snowgoons |
| [00:10.21] | You know what I' m sayin', Kamachi |
| [00:12.61] | Big Virt, Jus Allah |
| [00:16.86] | Yeah, yeah, yeah, what' s the fucking deal? |
| [00:28.47] | The Snowgoons Snowgoons |
| [00:31.03] | Yeah, you know what I' m sayin', Kamachi |
| [00:35.13] | Big Virt Yeah, yeah |
| [00:37.44] | Jus Allah Yeah, nigga |
| [00:40.29] | Verse 1: Chief Kamachi |
| [00:41.76] | Yo, at the door of the lord my death gospel sings |
| [00:44.04] | It' s what I serve the kings, I' m an angel with dirty wings |
| [00:46.76] | From Hell' s church, funeral bells work |
| [00:48.95] | Chief, Jus and Virt, we crush the earth |
| [00:51.59] | We love to kill like you love the dirt |
| [00:54.36] | Code red alert, the guns go berserk |
| [00:56.78] | Bring the sensimilla and meet me after work |
| [00:59.12] | I' ll write another verse and send another curse |
| [01:01.77] | Philly to Boston, Jersey to Germany |
| [01:04.23] | Walk the Autobahn with a bomb screaming, " Emergency" |
| [01:06.81] | High like the heavens cause that' s where I prefer to be |
| [01:09.23] | DJ Illegal, cut, start the surgery |
| [01:11.46] | It' s murder in the thirtythird degree |
| [01:14.34] | Juju Mob, Kamach you heard you of me |
| [01:16.67] | And we the rawest muhfuckin' click in the felt |
| [01:19.19] | The real motherfuckers better recognize real |
| [01:21.57] | The real motherfuckers better recognize real, real, real, real, real |
| [01:26.25] | Verse 2: Virtuoso |
| [01:26.75] | Bring your whole squad we starve ' em, fuck it, who wants some? |
| [01:29.15] | Pawn ' em like the spectre of death we reppin' Boston |
| [01:31.55] | Smash y' all motherfuckers, you can' t touch us |
| [01:33.95] | The flow fill your ears ' till your skull and brain rupture |
| [01:36.36] | Pain slashin' cut you, get the cat of nine tails |
| [01:39.06] | Fills the rhyme grill, stab your heart with nine nails |
| [01:41.43] | You faggots spittin' fabrications, figments of imagination |
| [01:44.07] | You won' t get the picture until I flip and smash your face in |
| [01:46.31] | Throw you down a flight of stairs, stab you with a Viking spear |
| [01:49.15] | Your whole cipher' s scared cause they know the Titan' s here |
| [01:51.85] | The church clothes bloodstainin' ' em when I' m aiming them |
| [01:54.79] | Spittin' metal that' ll penetrate your cranium |
| [01:56.73] | Tried saving them, but fuck that, now I' m maimin' ' em |
| [01:59.29] | Mutilation shootin' for God and making moves for Satan |
| [02:01.72] | Next I' m breaking makin' his body abandon his spirit |
| [02:04.48] | Started swingin' on you motherfuckers like Manny Ramirez |
| [02:06.64] | The real motherfuckers better recognize real, real, real |
| [02:11.28] | Verse 3: Jus Allah |
| [02:11.68] | Return your motherfucking soul before my next blunt gets rolled |
| [02:14.21] | I eat you motherfuckers whole before the blood gets cold |
| [02:16.42] | Truth be told, you talk like a two years old |
| [02:19.07] | Same shit you wanna hold like the purest of gold |
| [02:21.43] | When my rhyme begins everything that' s on your mind ends |
| [02:24.23] | Each line from divine' s like vitamins |
| [02:26.46] | Every message from Allah is like medicine |
| [02:29.23] | Every one of them could purify the Devil' s sins |
| [02:31.51] | Fuckin' fool, you probably flunked preschool |
| [02:34.31] | We ain' t equals, I ain' t readable |
| [02:36.91] | You' re one step above your own mother feeding you |
| [02:39.09] | Unbelievable, dumb enough to be illegal |
| [02:41.47] | You couldn' t get this high without a fucking needle |
| [02:44.23] | And a fuckin' supply to fry three people |
| [02:46.40] | Outro |
| [02:47.80] | Like M. O. P., nigga, I' ll mash you out |
| [02:53.66] | And we the rawest muhfuckin' click in the felt |
| [02:56.61] | The real motherfuckers better recognize real |
| [02:59.22] | You' re fuckin' with the wrong clan and the wrong man |
| [03:01.78] | Real motherfuckers better recognize real, real, real, real |
| [03:06.65] | Real motherfuckers better recognize real, real, real, real, real |
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