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time lapse - snappish jeans lyrics

oh d-mn!

you better look behind you when you crossing the street
you’ll be surprised to see who is there to see you in defeat
(believe me this sh-t can be terrifying)
punching holes in the walls was my way for my family to see that i ain’t okay
i feel the darkness of my surroundings on my face
run up on my house and yell “pull up or put yourself into place”
i ain’t even gon trip, y’all got a n-gg- f-cked up, even if it ain’t the light of day

can’t get a moment of peace with all these demons on the way
(why do my dreams always consist of the skies being grey?)
“it’s a sign that this blunt is gone and everything i thought was real was really unneeded luck to keep me sane”
look what grandparents made
what a disgrace
left my room the same way i left my past
as a mess that i made
wash the dirt off your face
this ain’t no regular game
come at the squad and watch your brother rot in a couple of days

it doesn’t have to be this way
you can open up your feelings to me as if you’re making meat pies opening up the oven tray
put the bodies in the bodybag watch the sc-mbag carry it around like a sandbag
take some time to throw up the white flag
getting attacked like a price tag
honey get the airbag
i don’t like to brag but i don’t get jet lagged
make that a hashtag, might blow up
may take a while so imma

hit em with the time lapse
uh, n-gg-s talk too fast
uh, lose track of where they at
uh, hit em with the time lapse
uh, hit em with the time lapse
uh, don’t remind me about where i’m at
just keep in mind where you’re going before you get lost in a trap, my n-gg-

b-tch sneezed louder than a motherf-cker
nah i ain’t here to talk nice, this is war brother
yea, i got a lot to say
yea, i got a lot on my plate
look at this dude
accusing me of sh-t that i didn’t do
this is sh-t b-tch n-gg-s always do
keep talking slick, imma pull out my hockey stick and f-ck a b-tch up
please never come through
you remind me of a b-tch with no head
swear to god imma leave you all dead
still come around to say you don’t understand
i ain’t playin’ no more

you n-gg-s act like, you were right from the start
i’ll describe your flaws, and then turn them into art
so when i blow up, all you’ll hear is your flaws striking you in the heart
pushing you through like a dart, n-gg-

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