Trapped (Album Version (Explicit))
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โฑ๏ธ 0:58 duration
๐ ID: 2706691
๐ Lyrics
My life is trapped in these lines
That's why I'm packin these nines
I gotta rap I ain't dyin'
That's in the back of my mind
Got a strap made of iron
Can't relax on this grind
Bendin' over backwards for these slackers
Til' I'm snappin' my spine
Natural high, I gotta focus
On these bogus poachers
Lookin' over my shoulder
Proof get it poppin' like soda
Hold up (We nothin' but soldiers)
Slow up (This car and it's loaded)
Roll up (They beef n' we leaving em' cooked up)
If Slim say it I spray it
If he will it I kill it
We Kilpatrick and Illich of Detroit
Y'all can feel it
Will at this gun on my waisteline
At war we dont waste time
Ja, man can't take a punch
And 50 can take nine, (BLAOW!)
We got Schoolcraft here at the 7, 8 and Dexter
I'm up in Holly spendin' dollars, ain't feelin' no pressure
Yes sir, your texture's a bitch
Betcha ya flinch, when Proof shoot up they coup
And waste your whole clique
That's why I'm packin these nines
I gotta rap I ain't dyin'
That's in the back of my mind
Got a strap made of iron
Can't relax on this grind
Bendin' over backwards for these slackers
Til' I'm snappin' my spine
Natural high, I gotta focus
On these bogus poachers
Lookin' over my shoulder
Proof get it poppin' like soda
Hold up (We nothin' but soldiers)
Slow up (This car and it's loaded)
Roll up (They beef n' we leaving em' cooked up)
If Slim say it I spray it
If he will it I kill it
We Kilpatrick and Illich of Detroit
Y'all can feel it
Will at this gun on my waisteline
At war we dont waste time
Ja, man can't take a punch
And 50 can take nine, (BLAOW!)
We got Schoolcraft here at the 7, 8 and Dexter
I'm up in Holly spendin' dollars, ain't feelin' no pressure
Yes sir, your texture's a bitch
Betcha ya flinch, when Proof shoot up they coup
And waste your whole clique
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:08.09] My life is trapped in these lines
[00:11.69] That's why I'm packin these nines
[00:12.90] I gotta rap I ain't dyin'
[00:14.23] That's in the back of my mind
[00:15.76] Got a strap made of iron
[00:17.26] Can't relax on this grind
[00:18.69] Bendin' over backwards for these slackers
[00:20.72] Til' I'm snappin' my spine
[00:22.08] Natural high, I gotta focus
[00:23.88] On these bogus poachers
[00:25.36] Lookin' over my shoulder
[00:26.83] Proof get it poppin' like soda
[00:28.33] Hold up (We nothin' but soldiers)
[00:29.94] Slow up (This car and it's loaded)
[00:31.67] Roll up (They beef n' we leaving em' cooked up)
[00:33.85] If Slim say it I spray it
[00:35.50] If he will it I kill it
[00:36.88] We Kilpatrick and Illich of Detroit
[00:38.93] Y'all can feel it
[00:39.86] Will at this gun on my waisteline
[00:41.50] At war we dont waste time
[00:42.97] Ja, man can't take a punch
[00:44.68] And 50 can take nine, (BLAOW!)
[00:45.91] We got Schoolcraft here at the 7, 8 and Dexter
[00:49.17] I'm up in Holly spendin' dollars, ain't feelin' no pressure
[00:51.90] Yes sir, your texture's a bitch
[00:54.45] Betcha ya flinch, when Proof shoot up they coup
[00:56.84] And waste your whole clique
[00:11.69] That's why I'm packin these nines
[00:12.90] I gotta rap I ain't dyin'
[00:14.23] That's in the back of my mind
[00:15.76] Got a strap made of iron
[00:17.26] Can't relax on this grind
[00:18.69] Bendin' over backwards for these slackers
[00:20.72] Til' I'm snappin' my spine
[00:22.08] Natural high, I gotta focus
[00:23.88] On these bogus poachers
[00:25.36] Lookin' over my shoulder
[00:26.83] Proof get it poppin' like soda
[00:28.33] Hold up (We nothin' but soldiers)
[00:29.94] Slow up (This car and it's loaded)
[00:31.67] Roll up (They beef n' we leaving em' cooked up)
[00:33.85] If Slim say it I spray it
[00:35.50] If he will it I kill it
[00:36.88] We Kilpatrick and Illich of Detroit
[00:38.93] Y'all can feel it
[00:39.86] Will at this gun on my waisteline
[00:41.50] At war we dont waste time
[00:42.97] Ja, man can't take a punch
[00:44.68] And 50 can take nine, (BLAOW!)
[00:45.91] We got Schoolcraft here at the 7, 8 and Dexter
[00:49.17] I'm up in Holly spendin' dollars, ain't feelin' no pressure
[00:51.90] Yes sir, your texture's a bitch
[00:54.45] Betcha ya flinch, when Proof shoot up they coup
[00:56.84] And waste your whole clique