Текст песни Problems - Snowgoons feat. Locksmith, Skrewtape & Rite Hook

Yeah, Locksmith, yo
My vocal expression leaves a global impression
I had loads of depression
Chasin′ me like pharaoh after Moses with Stephen
On the shore with the staff in his hands
Swallowin' snakes, exposin′ a fake and magic they planned
This is my testament, prophetic in nature
You can't escape what has blatantly been assigned
For something spiritually greater
Like a stick to your lungs
So your pulmonary supposed to carry
Burdens like the crosses in Palestine like a thousand times
They wanna crucify, they wanna scrutinize
Nowadays, all of the snakes wear suits and ties
They wanna see me hangin' from a noose and die
But I′m a spit the truth till ascended between the roof and sky
These other rap niggas get in the booth and lie
Till I remove ′n untie the blindfolds, but I'm told
You only as good as your last verse
So carry me with the mic in my hearse
This is Goon Music

I don′t know if I can beat these problems
All I see is what they've done to me
And it′s the only thing in front of me
I don't know if I can beat these problems
All I see is what they′ve done to me
And it's the only thing in front of me