SNAP Grave Plott (Ft. Killa C, Liquid Assassin & Tech N9ne)

[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 armor
Troubled cats and I'm right back torn
The lovable 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 and our fans feeling us
Everybody around me downs me, and it astounds me profoundly
Whenever they hound me or clown me, tryna keep my mind calm
But I keep six soundly around me off in 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 I flip the zaniac, they loved it, nigga this ain't acting
But not for my money nigga this ain't happening
When your dream boat sails away, you just sob
Get a regular job or start robbing
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