Trapped

Lyrics

Yeah, aight
 Aight, it's loud in my headphones man
 Aight, huh? (Turn it down then)
 Yeah, hehe
 Yeah, yeah!
 What'd you say? (How comes you sound like that?)
 Because I'm really on somethin'
 Bring back in two minutes
 Yeah
 I'm on the search for big boy six figure deals
 House on the hills, some brand new wheels
 Lovin' up three square meals
 No gimmicks, no frills
 Dirtee Stank is the label
 Able to prey on the scene on the mic
 Fellas still runnin' 'round in the rat race
 Must really wanna stay trapped
 But I'm on the search for big boy six figure deals
 House on the hills, some brand new wheels
 Lovin' up three square meals
 No gimmicks, no frills
 Dirtee Stank is the label
 Able to prey on the scene on the mic
 Fellas still runnin' 'round in the rat race (pussyo)
 Must really wanna stay trapped
 We gettin' paid for prime directs
 I make easy six figures to flex, you should be vexed
 MC a low, sue you
 If you isn't stomping you, I wanna recruit you
 Takin' me, fight my boy, been crook, and you know it
 Well on my way to a million
 You're still on your way to the Palace Pavilion
 Tryna get a cack up my leg, I'll boot you
 I never shot crack, never had to
 But I'll shoot you if I have to, please
 You will have to breeze
 Look, he's raw, punched all better the responsive face
 That I smash with ease
 Hot sweater, sauce teller on the mic
 So gassed, I put tri Sangala on the mic, alright
 Keep playing your game, I'll do the same
 But I better make cuts with my cheese (ching)
 You're fast for G's
 Still you dicks are not teased
 I started the race ages ago
 When I ran the track, came back, you're still on your knees
 Wait, hold up, freeze
 You're at a closed door, I'm on the keys
 So I'll let you carry on knockin'
 No stoppin', I'll carry on, let you these
 On why youtes sit up on the riddim
 I'll beatbox on the vinyl
 Bust mad rough talk on the mic, rude walk on the mic
 Still beef with 16 lives on the mic
 If a MC, hundred times on the mic
 From the first to the final
 When I'm at school stressed
 I'm one of the best with letter unknown denial
 I'm on the search for big boy six figure deals
 House on the hills, some brand new wheels
 Lovin' up three square meals
 No gimmicks, no frills
 Dirtee Stank is the label
 Able to prey on the scene on the mic
 Fellas still runnin' 'round in the rat race
 Must really wanna stay trapped
 But I'm on the search for big boy six figure deals
 House on the hills, some brand new wheels
 Lovin' up three square meals
 No gimmicks, no frills
 Dirtee Stank is the label
 Able to prey on the scene on the mic
 Fellas still runnin' 'round in the rat race
 Must really wanna stay trapped
 Rude boy, we ain't the same
 I back the beef, you just chat the beef
 You act chi-chi
 We had one mate similar
 You're like a wack QV home cinema
 Surround sound, I could just about hear ya
 Yappin' away, just rappin' the same
 You don't want no qualms, can't be soft
 You don't want no arms, I'm tellin' ya
 Like you don't already know
 Like you weren't aware from day
 But go ahead, play
 Your little hat, show for the moment
 You ain't even no worthy opponent, say
 Acting, fooling the people
 They'll realise you're not evil
 I wake up to the blatant fact
 That you're not only phony, you're also feeble
 You can give 'em your Broken Silence, or it gets violence
 Bait, or legal
 And I think that's a brilliant plan, he a serious man
 Can't wait for the sequel
 Congratulations are due
 Jolly good, well done to your crew
 Hopefully, one day, when I win a MOBO
 I'll grow up to be just like you
 You get me? These fakes, I can't stand these fakes, man
 These bruddas ain't rich
 You ain't big, you get me
 It's all facade, it's all facade, man
 Dickheads
 I'm on the search for big boy six figure deals
 House on the hills, some brand new wheels
 Lovin' up three square meals (yeah)
 No gimmicks, no frills
 Dirtee Stank is the label
 Able to prey on the scene on the mic
 Fellas still runnin' 'round in the rat race
 Must really wanna stay trapped
 But I'm on the search for big boy six figure deals (yeah)
 House on the hills, some brand new wheels (yeah)
 Lovin' up three square meals
 No gimmicks, no frills
 Dirtee Stank is the label
 Able to prey on the scene on the mic
 Fellas still runnin' 'round in the rat race
 Must really wanna stay trapped
 Just keep up with your payments, pussyos
 I'm about, I swear
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:49
Key
9
Tempo
138 BPM

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