*German sample in the background*

Yeah check it out Snowgoons

You know what I'm sayin' Kamachi

Big Virt Jus Allah

Yeah yeah yeah what's the f**king deal

The Snowgoons

Snowgoons

Yeah you know what I'm sayin' Kamachi

Big Virt

Yeah yeah

Jus Allah

Yeah n***a

{Verse 1：Chief Kamachi}

Yo at the door of the lord my death gospel sings

It's what I serve the kings I'm an angel with dirty wings

From Hell's church funeral bells work

Chief Jus and Virt we crush the earth

We love to kill like you love the dirt

Code red alert the guns go berserk

Bring the sensimilla and meet me after work

I'll write another verse and send another curse

Philly to Boston Jersey to Germany

Walk the Autobahn with a bomb screaming "Emergency"

High like the heavens cause that's where I prefer to be

DJ Illegal cut start the surgery

It's murder in the thirty third degree

Juju Mob Kamach you heard you of me

And we the rawest muhf**kin' click in the felt

The real motherf**kers better recognize real

The real motherf**kers better recognize real real real real real

{Verse 2：Virtuoso}

Bring your whole squad we starve 'em f**k it who wants some

Pawn 'em like the spectre of death we reppin' Boston

Smash y'all motherf**kers you can't touch us

The flow fill your ears 'till your skull and brain rupture

Pain slashin' cut you get the cat of nine tails

Fills the rhyme grill stab your heart with nine nails

You faggots spittin' fabrications figments of imagination

You won't get the picture until I flip and smash your face in

Throw you down a flight of stairs stab you with a Viking spear

Your whole cipher's scared cause they know the Titan's here

The church clothes blood stainin' 'em when I'm aiming them

Spittin' metal that'll penetrate your cranium

Tried saving them but f**k that now I'm maimin' 'em

Mutilation shootin' for God and making moves for Satan

Next I'm breaking makin' his body abandon his spirit

Started swingin' on you motherf**kers like Manny Ramirez

The real motherf**kers better recognize real real real

{Verse 3：Jus Allah}

Return your motherf**king soul before my next blunt gets rolled

I eat you motherf**kers whole before the blood gets cold

Truth be told you talk like a two years old

Same s**t you wanna hold like the purest of gold

When my rhyme begins everything that's on your mind ends

Each line from divine's like vitamins

Every message from Allah is like medicine

Every one of them could purify the Devil's sins

F**kin' fool you probably flunked pre school

We ain't equals I ain't readable

You're one step above your own mother feeding you

Unbelievable dumb enough to be illegal

You couldn't get this high without a f**king needle

And a f**kin' supply to fry three people

Like M O P n***a I'll mash you out

And we the rawest muhf**kin' click in the felt

The real motherf**kers better recognize real

You're f**kin' with the wrong clan and the wrong man

Real motherf**kers better recognize real real real real

Real motherf**kers better recognize real real real real real