SNAP

[Intro: Tech N9ne] What the Hell is going on? Everything is going wrong Too much shit to deal with I'm ready to snap Tired of getting the short end of the stick motherfucker [Verse 1: Tech N9ne] And I'm back to the drama, yes that karma Double back and slap me without armour Troubled cats and I'm right back torned And a loveable act extracting at y'all Give me a reason why this season is ceasing a sin season of grieving I grim greed and the speeds of our fans feeling us Everybody around me downs me and it astounds me profoundly Whether they hound me or clown me tryna keep my mind calm But I keep six soundly around me all through my town and your county But I hit that ground cause I found I'm a walking time bomb I feel like a fucking maniac, in public when a flip the zaniac They love it nigga this ain't acting When I'm full of money nigga this ain't happening When your dream boat sails away you just sob Get a regular job and start robbing Went crazy when losing your lady your heart hardens so I'ma keep it insane with my 30 thousand dollar chain And use it as bait for niggas who hate and wanna resurrect Samhain 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 [Hook] One, two, GP's comin for you Three, four, Tecca's at your door Five, six, got guns and clips Seven, eight, they sealed 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 sealed your faith [Verse 2: 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'mma ride for mine Bitch ass nigga, I'mma die for mine I'mma grab the heat and I'mma 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 read beam [?] You don't want me to even cut the clip bro Like a toilet vauilt I'mma drop the shit load Slide to your pad and I'm creepin tip-toe [?] cock back let the clip go! [Hook] [Verse 3: 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 twitchin' 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 [Hook]