[Verse 1]

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

[Chorus]

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)

[Verse 2]

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

[Chorus]

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)

[Outro]

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