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letra de snatcher - m waves

(intro):
yo bark, you know what time it is yeah
gotta come with another one
(yk, a fool for that one)

(hook):
all these pestilence, so menacing, they’re gnashing
to the dawgs, nothing bugs ’em, ‘fectious patterns
heretics deciding irratic, to the counsel
flats, upper echelon
a boy can imagine
calm days will be coming
as of right now
masking off the pain, we’re huncho
boss up, stack up for turbulence
bandemic these hundos
all in bundles
don’t know with the future, need to pray more than just sundays
thiefing in the night, they’re soul sn-tching
you can never take me, no, doubt it
if i ever let you know i’d turn back toxic
stealing, k!lling and destroying my whole body

(verse 1):
riding on my wave, a tsunami
playing a dangerous game, like konami
life is not a game, you can’t regard it
jumping round the fencing, “en garde, prêtes, allez!”
standing on your truth
die by the sword
introduced to wickedness, when young
not by any parents means, they had me swung
away from the grave, mistakenly placed
unfortunately inside of enemies enslaving pendulums
(hook):
all these pestilence, so menacing, they’re gnashing
to the dawgs, nothing bugs ’em, ‘fectious patterns
heretics deciding irratic, to the counsel
flats, upper echelon
a boy can imagine
calm days will be coming
as of right now
masking off the pain, we’re huncho
boss up, stack up for turbulence
bandemic these hundos
all in bundles
don’t know with the future, need to pray more than just sundays
thiefing in the night, they’re soul sn-tching
you can never take me, no, doubt it
if i ever let you know i’d turn back toxic
stealing, k!lling and destroying my whole body

(verse 2):
tried to see light, but turn to carnal wickedness
moving on my own devises, start remissioning
reminiscing being up-tight and cut throat
screen recording, bl–dy trauma-witnessness
no skin, off my bones
no skin off my melanin
michael jackson on the floor
thriller, k!ller mike
called out the creep show
redbones showing how they’re creeping out after party lobby floors
(hook):
thiefing in the night, they’re soul sn-tching
you can never take me, no, doubt it
if i ever let you know i’d turn back toxic
stealing, k!lling and destroying my whole body
all these pestilence, so menacing, they’re gnashing
to the dawgs, nothing bugs ’em, ‘fectious patterns
heretics deciding irratic, to the counsel
flats, upper echelon
a boy can imagine
calm days will be coming
as of right now
masking off the pain, we’re huncho
boss up, stack up for turbulence
bandemic these hundos
all in bundles
don’t know with the future, need to pray more than just sundays

- m waves

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