There’s a war going on somewhere no man is safe from.
But it’s not here some go back to where you came from.
This is nothing but silence, on some «violence begets violence» built on stilts
from the legacy of the same song.
There’s nothing here for you to gain if you befriend us and if you do you’ll
find yourself how Hitler jugends end up.
This recording session just didn’t happen, and apart from no rapping there’s no beats no instrumentals.
There’s some sort of hype and the rumors trigger it and internet haters now be saying we killing it but I never heard of Snowgoons and I don’t know who Prop
Dylan is.
And you can’t prove me wrong cause I sold off all the evidence.
This is no «down with the king» shit, no prodigal misfit, all in all we got no start and no beginning.
But if we’d charge we would finish and you all on our shit-list.
There’s no song here so why are you still listening.
I don’t trigger these situations bigger than necessary or disfigure hits.
Illicit bitches is military.
Since we parted ways in 97 it´s customary to inherit fistfuls och songs and
make em dead and buried.