《Trapped》歌词

[00:02:26] Trapped - Dakota Staton

[00:02:26] You know it's hard, out here in the streets

[00:02:26] A pity we gotta be in these streets

[00:02:26] Haters, are everywhere

[00:02:26] Cause sh*t and with somethin' deeper than you and me

[00:02:26] It's hard, a cold, cold world

[00:02:26] Sometimes can't even trust ya own girl

[00:02:26] Gotta stand here and face my fears

[00:02:26] Ain't gonna shed no more tears

[00:02:26] I started younger than most, got turned out sellin' d**e

[00:02:26] Skippin' school to f**k b**ches, carryin' guns in my coat

[00:02:26] With dreams to sit on meal tickets, if I slang enough of this sh*t

[00:02:26] Become a boss and be a made man, impossible to hit

[00:02:26] Buy a mansion like Scarface, estate surrounded by gates

[00:02:26] Cold killers on the payroll, 'case they come for the safe

[00:02:26] Build a empire, they can't infiltrate

[00:02:26] We all aspire to be kings but we could end up bein' inmates

[00:02:26] See it ain't all peaches and cream, take a look at the game

[00:02:26] Pour out some Hennessy and take a walk down memory lane

[00:02:26] I lost so many homies

[00:02:26] Chasin' this American dream for Cuban links and Lamborghinis

[00:02:26] Talkin' ballin' supreme, look in my eyes

[00:02:26] And you can see the pain I'm feelin' inside, look in the sky

[00:02:26] And ask the Lord to be my strength and my guide, and wonder why?

[00:02:26] He put us here, because the ghetto is hell, we hypnotized

[00:02:26] It's like the Devil got us under a spell, under a spell..

[00:02:26] Trapped..

[00:02:26] In this ghetto prison and I'm always

[00:02:26] Strapped..

[00:02:26] People are acting crazy and I can't

[00:02:26] Relax..

[00:02:26] I ain't gon' stress it anymore I won't shed no tears

[00:02:26] For half my life cats been tryin' to have my life

[00:02:26] I been, blasted twice by jealous bastards right

[00:02:26] And I done banked more cats than niggaz done wrote raps

[00:02:26] Done balled off d**e sacks

[00:02:26] Fell off and came back

[00:02:26] I done knocked on niggaz' doors with straps

[00:02:26] Split they wigs with lumberjacks

[00:02:26] Beat they a** with baseball bats

[00:02:26] Ni**a how real is that?

[00:02:26] I done seen a lotta sick a** sh*t

[00:02:26] Quit f**kin' wit' some of my niggaz 'cause they did a lot of trick a** sh*t

[00:02:26] And all my best friend been gone for ten with no release, stay..

[00:02:26] Caged like an animal 23 hours a day

[00:02:26] They hit us up with secret indicments and three strikers

[00:02:26] They send us everywhere from Pelican Bay to Rikers

[00:02:26] I got, scars and stripes been scarred for life

[00:02:26] Almost, lost my life f**kin' with faulters twice

[00:02:26] Who can you trust? When ya best friend'll cross you up

[00:02:26] And turn state's evidence for the deal that he cut

[00:02:26] [Hook

[00:02:26] We used to stab out in my Chevy Impala, wit' no brakes

[00:02:26] The whole crew packin' tre-five-sevens, and thirty-eights, like Doc Holiday

[00:02:26] Bailin' from the Fifty, and barely got away

[00:02:26] Baby G's... High speedin', sippin on Tanqueray

[00:02:26] Tryin'a take the pain away, 'cause we all in poverty

[00:02:26] And ain't no way out but bank robberies or the lottery

[00:02:26] I roam the block, swallowin' D, strapped with the ride low, (??)

[00:02:26] Whatever it takes, to get the Expos and Tahoes

[00:02:26] And only God knows, what they gon' hit us with next

[00:02:26] They tryin'a scare us off the set, cuttin' off welfare checks

[00:02:26] And tearin' down the projects, where niggaz grew up as Gs

[00:02:26] And three strikes'll get ya life, in the land of the free

[00:02:26] I often pray for paradise, for all my niggaz and me

[00:02:26] We came a long way, we all seeds from a strong tree

[00:02:26] But took the wrong way, the life of ** dealin' and crime

[00:02:26] Niggaz' **s spillin' and killin' with nines, killin' our kind

[00:02:26] [Hook