Sam Poetry - Snowy Nights (feat. That Blessed Girl) Lyrics

I'm out in Saginaw dipping in my classic car
Listening to rap wishing that I had a magic wand
To make these tracks disappear like a hair salon
Cause nowadays the game is ruined like ancient Babylon
I'm in the ashes while looking fresher than Farrakhan
In all black holding a koran posing at the prom
Allahuakbar like peter I pop off
But i ain't preaching leave ya brain ringing like cop cars
Sam is a poet and Chenika's a rock star
Touch the beat machine watch ya fingers get chopped off
I knock doors off hinges with a vengeance
Rappers click your search engines when my verse finished
But I ain't cyber rapping I'm snapping like chiropractors
In the booth spitting out truth like bible chapters
Spit holy scriptures on the mic cold as snowy winters
So zip ya coats and mittens tight cause the flow's ridiculous

What they know about real raps and real rhymes
Real lyrics ill flows and ill vibes
No awards or billboards but still shine
Because i'm nice like them snowy nights

These new jacks is fruit snacks tell them they're too wack
These boom bap records just gave Stella her groove back
Now who's that
That blessed girl and that smooth cat
The group that will air you rappers out like 2 flats
On a motorcycle I flow like I wrote the bible
The holy ghost writer exploding like smoking riffles
It's no survival
Ya played out like broken vinyl
I hold the title for changing the game like the nose on Michael
Smooth criminal ooh he too lyrical
These grooves blew the screws right off of ya new stereo
New material analog or digital
I chew these rappers up like candy bars and cereal
Like Arsenio I started in the hall with that semi flow
Back in Niagara Falls when my chips was low
Yeah like Biggie Smalls in that video
I'm trying to live large getting money 'til i'm six below

What they know about real raps and real rhymes
Real lyrics ill flows and ill vibes
No awards or billboards but still shine
Because i'm nice like them snowy nights