Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Trapped in Hell, artist - Kung Fu Vampire. Date of issue: 29.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Trapped in Hell |
| She don’t like what I bring to the table, now that bitch eats alone |
| Panicking hoping nobody finds her phone, a mannequin planet you are a fake |
| little clone |
| But I’ve been here before, this is a pattern that hinders my growth |
| She takes and she takes and they turn to embrace my mistakes to erase but they |
| filled up with hate when I started to blow |
| Here take this pill |
| But aim to the face will erase ill will, I was displaced since birth, |
| born to decay in the Earth no chill, caught in the hornet’s nested orbit, |
| caught in the webs of the story, spot and sold for the glory, left you for |
| something new and so boring, that shit is slimy, are all friends grimy, |
| but they know the truth |
| I’m in the booth with a noose around my neck, I’m living proof that she’s here |
| to cash my check, I give her two but she’s here to slash my best |
| Her breezy excursion, my name in her mouth everyday she ain’t learning, |
| that’s why you got left in the dust and it’s burning |
| So let me make it ever so clear, no God no more living in fear |
| Get your mind numb, time to fly I’m tiresome |
| I’m losing fights with myself (I'm feeling trapped in here) |
| Suicidal thoughts, time to finalize my plots, abusing all of my wealth (feeling |
| like you’re trapped in Hell) |
| Get your mind numb, time to fly I’m tiresome |
| I’m winning fights with myself (I'm feeling trapped in here) |
| Suicidal thoughts, fuck that it’s time to plot, too much love for myself (now |
| I’m crawling out of Hell) |
| Trapped in the dark (in the dark) |
| Love lost, a collapse in the heart |
| From the start, had a passion for art couldn’t pass who they gas when I spazz |
| from the start |
| Ran fast like fame’s been the same, chasing hoes and my soul that remains |
| Auto-pilot as I stroll through the day, convo with the bros but I hold in the |
| pain |
| Feel like I got hit by a train, I indulge in the drink the liquor is in my veins |
| Chilling with a chick that I met at the club, take her home then I fuck, |
| Ion even know her name |
| Damn, and the cycles repeat, most nights I can’t even sleep, I was tryna be |
| living my dreams, running through quicks and I sing |
| That was 2014 and a nigga made it out, 4 years later homie look at the account, |
| knew that I could get it, a nigga was independent, had to work a little |
| different just to get a quicker route |
| Now you probably see me living with a smile, was bout to throw in the towel til |
| I figured it out |
| Nothing about the clout, it’s all about who you with, only rock with my clique |
| and everyone in the crowd |