Текст песни Pray Hard - Snowgoons feat. Sicknature
I′m
empty
in
love,
Lhus
roll
with
the
sickest
of
thugs
I'm
grilling
your
mug,
high
on
more
drugs
than
Courtney
Love
Hard
bar
steady,
thinking
I′m
a
star
already
When
I
whip
out
my
dick
and
piss
on
you
bitches
like
R.
Kelly
Raw
deadly,
welcome
to
the
family
Sicknature,
this
beat
is
legit
Throwing
shit
like
pit
papers
Walk
the
streets
late
with
an
army
of
clique
fighters
Cause
I'm
bringing
more
flame
to
your
cipher
than
Bic
lighters
You
get
lit
up,
pass
the
blunt,
don't
make
me
ask
twice
I′m
trying
to
keep
green
on
me
at
all
times
like
plant
life
This
cat′s
nice
rhyme
about
ice
and
past
lives
You
can
kill
me,
I'm
coming
right
back
like
J.
Christ
Reaching
great
heights,
Lord
Lhus
the
future
legend
It
was
destined,
I′m
the
worst
thing
to
happen
since
9/11
Punch
my
reverend
at
7,
at
8 I
raise
the
crime
rate
Full
of
hate
twisted
mind,
evil
is
my
divine
fate
Pray
hard
or
end
up
in
the
graveyard
This
is
Lhus
and
the
Goons,
Savage
Brothers
and
Nature
This
is
R-A-W-W-A-R
You
try
to
stop
us
you
fuckers
get
stuck
in
some
place
dark
Pray
hard
or
end
up
in
the
graveyard
This
is
Lhus
and
the
Goons,
Savage
Brothers
and
Nature
This
is
R-A-W-W-A-R
You
try
to
stop
us
you
fuckers
get
stuck
in
some
place
dark
You
face
it,
basic
instinct,
you
face
this
Your
face
gets
laced
with
Tim
boots,
the
hatred
is
faceless
Sanction
ten
troops,
they
all
Sick
nation
Paint
with
a
Ginsu,
my
bar
split
the
paper
Strapped,
unique
lines
to
keep
mind
stable
Reside
with
street
sides
to
keep
crime
able
Shine
with
a
sleek
nine
to
keep
my
table
Lined
when
it's
eat
time
to
feed
my
baby
I
let
you
step
up
thinking
that
you
got
it
You′re
left
with
a
left
hook
screaming
for
the
county
He
left
in
that
red
truck
speeding
with
the
sirens
You
get
extra
extra
read
all
about
it
Got
that
fire
fam,
let
me
hold
the
spark
You
ain't
a
violent
man,
you
got
a
phony
heart
You′re
known
to
keep
that
iron
man
but
you
ain't
Tony
Stark
Hunt
amongst
the
lions
and
you
get
torn
apart
Cacious
Clay,
bash
your
face
I
run
with
a
bunch
of
psychos
with
gats
in
their
waists
Call
my
mine?,
make
the
casket
bake
Yo
Lhus
where
the
Dutch
at?
Pass
it
this
way
Peace
Qualm,
what
up?
Man
just
trying
to
get
paid
And
I'm
stuck
in
my
ways
in
these
devilish
days
At
war
with
the
pigs
in
the
streets
where
we
live
Pit
bulls
stick
up
kids,
a
clip
full
of
hollow
tips
On
the
block
with
the
goons
and
the
goblins
Sicknature
on
the
beat,
we
demolish
it
And
you
ain′t
hot,
I′m
a
rock
in
a
lava
pit
And
you
don't
want
war
like
pacifist
politics
We′ll
see
who
got
the
biggest
nuts
when
the
Lama
kick
Fuck
you,
keep
it
moving,
that's
my
motto
kid
Puff
herb
and
swallow
gin,
all
the
rest
is
irrelevant
It
ain′t
worth
acknowledging
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