[Intro: Murs]
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[Verse 1: Murs]
Mindset of a killer, mindset of Mic when he was making Thriller
Too many drug dealers wanna be rappers now
The last time I seen a crack head, I had a carpe diem
So what you whipping off?
You ain't really tough
Bring your ass to my hood, then you get snuffed
Call your friends a bunch of white suburbanites
When every [?] they believing every word you write?
Might freeze you dick-riders
Got you gassed up, now you thinking that your shit is fire
You're still trash rapped up in a Louis leather
When you was moving weight, I was doing film
When you was trapping, I was rapping to these beats
If you really had it crack, then stay your ass in the streets
But you really just a high school drop out
Who saw n***as sex out of a neighbourhood [?]

[Chorus]
No snow, no snow in the nose
I got a flow and it goes
I'm saying fuck cocaine rap
I know what the game need and it ain't that
But the truth gon' get you high
So what they do? They gon' on and give you lies
Them n***as lying as shit
My n***a, do you, but I ain't buying that shit

[Verse 2: Murs]
Boom bap is what I've been selling
Fuck your whole crew of wanna-be fellons (Fuck em!)
The real ones be shot dead
Or in the [?] locked up like my dreads
You didn't have a record till you started making records
Back brown been wiped down with some antiseptic
You n***as cleaner than the board of health
Try snitching on them songs, you destroy yourselves
I was with such-and-such [?] till I double up
I gotta put a loaf on so-and-so and say some random numbers
How you know what they going for?
Lebron, D'Wayde, AD I don't give a damn
It's been like thirty years since you really did, fam
If you ever did it at all
Sounding like the police, I ain't getting involved
[Chorus]
No snow, no snow in the nose
I got a flow and it goes
I'm saying fuck cocaine rap
I know what the game need and it ain't that
But the truth gon' get you high
So what they do? They gon' on and give you lies
Them n***as lying as shit
My n***a, do you, but I ain't buying that shit