Snickle Fritz (ft. Khaos Light)

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Catbamboo & Khaos Light - Rap

Snickle Fritz (ft. Khaos Light)

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Duration: 3:28

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Lyrics

(Agh) Here we are, just stumbling through life Here we are, just stumbling through life Let's do our best to not forget this night But here we are, just stumbling through life. (Is that right?) When I think about my past, I'm surprised I have last I'm a spaz growing up already, bullies made me tough sorry Let me slow down, I just get so overheated My heart 's scoping and beating My energy starts depleting I sent a lot of time reading, 'cause books are never receding I like the bleeding arms of bypasser who's death and the pain I felt It's like pages became my own breath It's funny when you find that no one is special And sometimes you work hard and never reach your goals It's imposing no one knows and that's how we are grown But for me I started thinking like man this blows Tour my mind and I know now that's the rope, instead of spending time taking advice from the pope And if you find the one that makes breathing worth it, then who cares if she's perfect? Just try and get work in I tend to be prescriptive and a tad vindictive, but if there's quicksand I want you to miss it So I try and stand up for the things that I see, just wanna help is all that I mean 'cause that's what makes it worth it for me If I were nothing, trust my honesty At the end of the day we're all trying cope I'm workin' to be a pillar as to not lose hope (Just trying to play the game right?) Let's do our best to not forget this night But here we are, just stumbling through life Here we are, just stumbling through life Here we are, just stumbling through life Let's do our best to not forget this night And I promise to never stop the fight Yeah here we are, just stumbling through life So sick of these thoughts My stomach tied in knots So sick of these thoughts My stomach tied in knots So sick of these thoughts Stomach tied in knots So sick of these thoughts Stomach tied in knots Was it worth it? Did I put enough work in? These thoughts cloud my judgement Create a putrid aroma being blunt My seeing these be feeling but not revealing, can't let 'em know or see the swimming tornado inside of me Was it worth it? Did I put enough work in? These thoughts cloud my judgement Create a putrid aroma being blunt My seeing these be feeling but not revealing, can't let 'em know or see the swimming tornado inside of me

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Credits

Producers
  • Francisco Garcia