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Yeah, yeah, yeah. DJ Crypt from the Snow Goons DJs giving a big shout-out for my man DJ Legal from the Snow Goons. One, two Guatemala to Germany Word. Snow Goons. You what saying? Ill conscious. Word up. Yo, sudden darts from this archery, bloody Marks from the carpentry Retardedly bopping, who Arguably topping this artistry? The goddess flowing to Marley, long you squeeze for My with karma genes Reflect with removable words to The Congolese This song will have it dawn like An arm compacted with jewels Don't be alarmed, I Mean your songs is just gnawing at like a Goon On the track with the Goons Word up. Like Alpo yaks on the move I'm combating abuse From a system, got us trapped in a noose Yo, these rhythmic minds are tending to prime the Primitive minds In this equivalence of carcinogens In a village with innocent lives This is design, My niggas is generating the dividends Misunderstood, I'm the don, be liberating Olympians Word Deprogramming with penning these scripts magically Exposed to evidence of the pestilence, Dick Gregory Fifth next to me, cutting it out like kids Directoming It's like I'm connected to Hector, Pinching these pricks effectively This dope shit Hip-hop from the golden era Rocking gold leather Hopping out of gold Carreras rocking stolen Treasures Hip-hop from the golden era Rocking gold Leather Hopping out of gold Carreras rocking stolen Treasures Hip-hop from the golden era Rocking gold Leather Hopping out of gold Carreras rocking stolen Treasures Hip-hop from the golden era Rocking gold Leather Hopping out of gold Carreras rocking stolen Treasures The master of the moment capturing Opponents' tactics of war Original Wu-Tang films, Watch the wrath of the swords The catalog is Master Customs running back in the store To grab It all, have to be Mr. Fantastic with arms The rapper with sauce, you lacking support with no Foundation That isn't smart, so practice it more 'cause it sound basic I'm a savage with bars, Cracking the floors, groundbreaking Macking the Broad while macking the broads, you laying down Naked MF DOOM with the flow, been next, Fool, you should know Send a text to my Goons with the snow Numero uno, no dos The Ruger came with a ruler long as Manute in The post Catch me shooting it slow Watch how My moves control the show without using remotes My Shot always go through the goal, yeah, DOOM is A pro That's a fact. A mobile Ari touch The bag, humble brag Shut it down and fuck Up the track with Snow Goons, 100 Mad It's Hip-hop from the golden era Rocking gold leather Hopping out of gold Carreras rocking stolen Treasures Hip-hop from the golden era Rocking gold Leather Hopping out of gold Carreras rocking stolen Treasures Hip-hop from the golden era Rocking gold Leather Hopping out of gold Carreras rocking stolen Treasures Hip-hop from the golden era Rocking gold Leather Hopping out of gold Carreras rocking stolen Treasures What up? This is Sick Nature, one-third of Snow Goons, one half of Super Kaiju. You're now checking out the 100 Mad Mixtape by The one and only DJ Legal of the Snow Goons