Snap Lyrics - Singles - Grave Plott

[Tech N9ne] 

And I'm back to the drama, yes that karma 

Double back and slap me without armour 

Troubled cats ... 

And a loveable act extractin at y'all 

Give me a reason why this season is ceasin a sin season of grievin 

I grim greed and the speeds of our fans feelin us 

Everybody around me downs me and it astounds me profoundly 

Whether they hound me or clown me tryna keep my mind calm 

I keep six soundly around me all through my town and your county 

But i hit that ground cause i found i'm a walkin time bomb 

I feel like a fuckin maniac, in public when a flip the zaniac 

They love it nigga this ain't actin 

When i'm full of money nigga this ain't happenin 

When your dream boat sails away you just sob did a regular job and start to rob 

Went crazy when losin your lady your heart harden so, 

I'ma keep it insane with my 30 thousand dollar chain 

And use it as bait for niggas who hate and wanna resurrect samhein 

Out of a sick nigga, with a short end of a stick i'ma stick niggas 

Cap peela, you don't want me to be that when I snap, nigga 

[Chorus] 

One, two, GP's comin for you 

Three, four, Tecca's at your door 

Five, six, got guns and clips 

Seven, eight, they seld your faith 

One, two, GP's comin for you 

Three, four, Tecca's at your door 

Five, six, got guns and clips 

Seven, eight, they seld your faith 

[Liquid Assassin] 

Fuck you i hate you, you fake think you way cool 

Mistakes you gon make you gon pay with your face too 

In case spray you lay you on pavement and shake you 

From bullets that break you and take you to angels 

You know i'm gon get cash, i know that you spit trash 

Collide with you quick crash, i box with you fist fast 

I'm not what you think that, i won't get the clips back 

I don't hesitate to grab the gun and pow 

Like Tecca Nina my guns go (chyo) 

GP comin through, nigga what you gon do 

When i come into the room, gun aimin at you 

Click boom, you don't wanna see right to the tomb 

When i come in with a crew, let's play with them too 

Liquid Assassin, i'ma ride for mine 

Bitch ass nigga, i'ma die for mine 

I'ma grab the heat and i'ma pack the iron 

One two to your chest and one to your mind 

Ain't nobody get best of me 

I put you through more pain than pregnancy 

I don't really give a damn, what sexy beast 

Can't catch you (???) 

You don't want me to even cut the clip bro 

Like a toilet vauilt i'ma drop the shit load 

Slide to your pad and i'm creepin tip-toe 

(???) let the clip go! 

[Chorus] 

[Killa C] 

These boys are sick, these boys are foul 

On a lay face down, just ask me how 

If you piss me off homie, then it's straight fuckin over 

Cause my trigger finger switchin and i'm far from sober 

I ain't gon stop, it just ain't in me 

Even if the prison is right where they'll send me 

I'll slide right in, hollow tips in my clip 

I'm let them ride out, unless you give me my shit 

Stressin with my Wesson, i'm gon teach you a lesson 

When I come through and ride, you consider it a blessing 

Suck my dick, bitch, cause I hate you like a motherfucker 

At your front door, 'bout to make your mother suffer 

Phone cords and ropes, pistols and gauges 

The world wants us dead like the way in them cages 

We came in, we conquered, we got what we wanted 

Years from now they'll say that your house is haunted 

[Chorus]