Trapped
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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