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Lyrics "Close Eyes", DVRST

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I swear I’m going through a thang but I gotta snap
back	
Give it all to God it’s the pistol, put the crack
back	
Stayin on my job dealin wit hatas wit a jap slap
Dealin wit this mob police watchin studio phone
tapped	

Going through a thang but I gotta snap back	
Give it all to God it’s the pistol, put the crack
back	
Stayin on my job dealin wit hatas wit a jap slap
Dealin wit this mob police watchin studio phone
tapped	

You best believe that I could see ya from a mile
away,
Thought that my girl was down sleepin wit tha enemy
Tha streets are dangerous I could be dead anyday
That’s why I’m ridin wit my dog smokin plenty hay

This shit contagious, doin dope…
This shit contagious, doin dope…
This shit contagious, doin dope…

This shit contagious, doin dope and its killin me
Even though I know I hit tha snow is you feelin me?
This shit contagious, doin dope and its killin me
Even though I know I hit tha snow is you feelin me?

I swear I’m going through a thang but I gotta snap
back	
Give it all to God it’s the pistol, put the crack
back	
Stayin on my job dealin wit hatas wit a jap slap
Dealin wit this mob police watchin studio phone
tapped	

I swear I’m going through a thang but I gotta snap
back	
Give it all to God it’s the pistol, put the crack
back	
Stayin on my job dealin wit hatas wit a jap slap
Dealin wit this mob police watchin studio phone
tapped	

This shit contagious, doin dope…	
This shit contagious, doin dope…