| There’s twelve devils on the jury, and me on the stand
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| I’ma try to pull a move up in this bitch if I can
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| K-Rino the aggravated mercenary MC
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| Picture seven loaded weapons and six aimin' at me
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| But them hoes ain’t got the water 'cause I’m jackin' the boat
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| 'Cause the one that was remaining, it was here in my coat
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| If I bust 'em I could make it if they lock me up tight
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| Watch my spirit leave the jail and kill a ho every night
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| I got partners in the county, a couple in the pen
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| Two or three I know I ain’t gon never see again
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| But it’s cool 'cause I understand the days and the time
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| They’ll release the body but incarcerate the mind
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| But the mind gains knowledge, knowledge it design
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| Drown myself in wisdom just to keep me in line
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| But after thinking I’m alive, motherfuckers still dying
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| So, who gon be the killer? |
| Who gon be the weak?
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| Who gettin' kicked off in they ass right now as we speak?
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| Each second I’ll be moving hyperspeed so I’ll laugh
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| 'Cause every million fuckin' years you move a inch and a half
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| Some be havin' knowledge, some thinkin' the worst
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| Niggers think hood gods conquer the universe
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| A mind like a killer, got nuts like a squirrel
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| You ain’t gotta go to jail, 'cause you’re trapped in the world
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| Come and see, look at me the gravedigger
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| Programmed to punish the ingorant enslaved nigga
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| Pissed-off, unstoppable, fully equipped clicker
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| colors infused on a jugular, ripped quicker
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| K-Rino the wrecker, attacks unrelenting
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| Fuck every president from Washington to Clinton
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| If I meet a mother fucker and I think he a hater
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| I whoop his ass off the top to keep from doing it later
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| See I gotta check the head, then resurrect the dead
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| Hit the spot and check the lead, Edgar Lee collect the bread
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| Aight, it ain’t no coming back from drama in flight
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| Higher level lyrics I write to free my people overnight
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| Some be havin' hope, some thinkin' the worst
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| Niggers think hood gods conquer the universe
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| A mind like a killer, got nuts like a squirrel
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| You ain’t gotta go to jail, 'cause you’re trapped in the world |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Trapped in the World , by - K Rino. Song from the album Guest Appearances, Pt. 1, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп