Lyrics Snapped - Soul Stainless

Pull up in a, pull up with my
Faith, trapped in the boomin bass
Know how I do when I move the place, repetition
Head was missin', so I'm coming with a new addition, not to mention how I
Grew into a dude who knew his frickin' mission
Wait a minute let me
Slow up, cuz I know down, if you blow up, never lay down
Better stay down if you know what it means to throw down
And I stay up for the
Throne now cuz I don't play
Been up for four days
All up in my dome space
Cuz my home is a freakin mind palace
Yeah, 116 do it but they don't do it like this
Ruined my fist, beating myself down cuz I got influenced
God put me in some new skin and it's thick to the sin nuisances
Improve is all I ever really do when I do music, kid
Huh, Keep snappin until the madness in me calms down and the
Badness in me calms down and the sadness in me sleep
Hard part ain't rappin' it, it's practicing what you preach so I keep
Battlin with the keys and the good book till I'm back six-feet deep
Yuh

They say I'm snapping, I'm snapping, I snapped
Whenever I'm rapping on tracks but I'm
Actually trash, yo this is my passion I'm
Asking the Lord for the gas and the match so I
Snap, they say I'm snapping, I'm snapping, I snapped
Whenever I'm rapping on tracks but I'm
Actually trash, yo this is my passion I'm
Asking the Lord for the gas and the (gas and the)

Snap like a quarterback with his back to the wall, making ruckus from
Pain he summons in tracks to relate back with yall, shake you brothers to
Wake you up from the sleep society put you in, if you noddin' you can get
Shooken again, lookin in books to fuel the pen again
Ain't nothing ever went this hard, it's bizarre. Me and the Don be
Wondering if competition could ever spit bars this bumpin'. Everybody
Front like they real, and they don't even know and it's so sad, but
While you up in them feels, I'mma just go and get my bag (get my bag)
What? I'mma pull the rug from under ya steps, better hold ya breath now
Bruh, I'mma bust slugs in head, blow! I'm another threat now, to the
Music lacking in thought. I'mma pop shots like I got no heart, you is
Not hot just popular, I'm a monster to all of you snot-snots better
Eat ya heart out, speakers peak when I thaw out on a raw mix, when I
Speak bars you in awe kid, I'mma round house inhibition in a new
Dimension, keep winnin' and winnin' and winnin', like I'm speaking it into fru-
Ition, Cuz I'm not just spitting flow, this is just an exhibition, bro

They say I'm snapping, I'm snapping, I snapped
Whenever I'm rapping on tracks but I'm
Actually trash, yo this is my passion I'm
Asking the Lord for the gas and the match so I
Snap, they say I'm snapping, I'm snapping, I snapped
Whenever I'm rapping on tracks but I'm
Actually trash, yo this is my passion I'm
Asking the Lord for the gas and the (gas and the)

Man, man, man, man, man, you so in grace
Yuh, Man, man, man, man, man, you so in grace
Yuh, Man, man, man, man, man, you so in grace
Yuh, Man, man, man, man, man, you, yuh

Man, man, man, man, man, you so in grace
Yuh, Man, man, man, man, man, you so in grace
Yuh, Man, man, man, man, man, you so in grace
Yuh, Man, man, you, yuh