[Verse 1: I'm at the sitting up in the balcony Gun aimed at the Backstage I dabble in black & alchemy Briefcase of cash, passports with a name Traveling through Russia with bombs on a train popes to cokeheads cause they broke bread with goat heads Paranoid skitzophrenics no meds through the Vatican traffic on a moped Carrying machine guns, scream code red Command computers scramble to find intruders Police the local rooftops for sharp shooters I'm cold as Siberia, is so superior The smell of cigars stain Mercedes The black snow, black hole like Castro I'm sitting in a cemetery black crows The mass knows nothing of my fiendish They try deciphering the rhymes that this drops I concoct to make your heartbeat stop We're in a Russian gulag sleeping on old cots Guards moving like patroling the cellblocks 30 below zero, who the hell said hot? I to my maker I'd never spit a wack flow Or spend eternity in shoveling black snow
[Hook: Ill Watch out where Snowgoons go We make the sky bleed snow Not after your cash, we are your soul We make the sky bleed snow
2: Sicknature] The are battering rams through your speaker craft that'll freeze ya Earthquaking and them smackers that slap up the sleepers Landscapes are collapsing when we shatter the We are like the Horsemen breathing down the back of your neck Curtains are met for competition with no regrets Have you floating the ocean down with a bird on your head I'm leaving rivals flabbergasted, can have you backless That's why I'll design my raps to heads off like flying battle-axes Green Mile on beat, it, you as relevant as garbage Stomp through your empire the elephants of Carthage Colder than the poles when the are woven Stay in control and keep one eye open like Odin When the is too numb we march to the goon drum 'Till it's a wrap, leaving you wrapped in a carpet of The storm comes, there'll be no for a last phone call When the dark skies open to let the black snow
[Verse 3: Titled] I got a sinister to administer shots Samurais that let hammers fly, with Glocks Bust brick walls, walk through glass Terminator Titled, let 'em live, why I do that? everything I got at ya Don't you it's odd that I run this shit from Antarctica to Ottawa? you in a garbage truck,cause you been trash Wear your hat straight, but I'll put snaps where your at Make you rock a special needs cause you been wack Uppercut punch, left you back Halfway up your nose was the strap The doctor handed me some notes and this That said this boy need a skin I don't to cops so save that report My interrogation a Charlie Chaplin short So when you hear the gat blow we through the backdoor I let the brrrat go repping for Snow