Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Trap, artist - Paris.
Date of issue: 27.10.2008
Song language: English
The Trap |
As I bend the corner bass beatin' the back |
I sink into the mood and watch the people react |
Same gritty conversation, same bomb-ass rap |
Same shitty-ass conditions, same grip on a strap |
Same pigs, same crackers, same niggas united |
Buyin' into the stereotypes that we fightin' |
Buyin' into the stereotypes of us bein' |
Buck dancin' ass sex-crazed murderous fiends |
Still fuckin' up these home-schooled simpleton haters |
Same people that display us wanna kill and betray us |
Same division, mo' religion, never readin', just prayers |
More bounty hunters, Imus' and Jena’s and Kramer’s |
Still blame us for the cause of the way that we act |
While lullabies of celebrities still keep us distracted |
Keep the focus off the President and shit in Iraq |
Keep us scapegoatin' immigrants and niggas on crack |
Keep the propaganda comin', keep impressin' the kids |
They only care about us when its time to enlist |
But when them politicians talk about protectin' the fetus |
What it mean when they send us off to war and mistreat us? |
Tax cuts for the rich, ain’t no snitchin' allowed |
'Specially if it’s piggies that we talkin' about |
As they murder motherfuckers comin' up in your house |
Seem that violence is the only thing they listen to now |
It’s the trap |
Look at all the gangsters ride |
Sometime it seem we born to die |
What will it take to make it right? |
With no chance, no promise of advancement, hey |
Don’t wanna lose another life |
We’ve seen too many of us die |
Let’s put this thing together right? |
Take a stand, and plan to get ahead |
Now let’s, get this shit clear once and for all |
Ain’t no terrorist that’s bigger than America’s balls |
Ain’t no terror more terrible than terror we brought |
And ain’t it terrible the terror’s all America’s fault |
I’m askin', what would you do if you knew of it all? |
If you knew all our enemies were made for the part? |
If you knew that everything they do is part of a plot |
That’s pre-agreed upon with us, so you always support? |
Claimin, patriot but can’t never explain |
Why babies killin' babies in America’s name |
Why black and brown bodies, why murder and pain? |
Why these motherfuckers laughin' all the way to the bank? |
That’s gangster! |
But we don’t see the truth of it still |
Don’t see the truth the way the ruthless murder and kill |
Ain’t no doubt about it bruh, that’s big pimpin' for real |
And you askin' why I’m out here servin' 'em still |
It’s the trap |
Look at all the gangsters ride |
Sometime it seem we born to die |
What will it take to make it right? |
With no chance, no promise of advancement, hey |
Don’t wanna lose another life |
We’ve seen too many of us die |
Let’s put this thing together right? |
Take a stand, and plan to get ahead |
The way I see it, the only way to change it is pain |
Seems they only pay attention when we splatterin' brains |
Seem they never seem to hear us when we march and complain |
Or when when we protestin', hopin' pigs don’t whoop us again |
Look here, see how fast money come for the schools |
And how quick them motherfuckers bring home the troops |
How the coonin' and derogatory shit in the music’ll go away |
When they see the people snatch 'em and shoot 'em! |
Just watch! |
You’ll see, shit’ll change on a dime |
Best believe for politicians ain’t gon' be no more hidin' |
Ain’t gonna be no mo' lyin, don’t wanna see 'em in court |
Don’t wanna sue 'em, rather do 'em, shoot 'em up in his Porsche |
Bring the balance back where the people making the rules |
Where the government is scared of what the people might do |
And not the other way around, y’all got it confused |
Was ignored, but you listenin' now! |
We on the move sayin' |
Look at all the gangsters ride |
Sometime it seem we born to die |
What will it take to make it right? |
With no chance, no promise of advancement, hey |
Don’t wanna lose another life |
We’ve seen too many of us die |
Let’s put this thing together right? |
Take a stand, and plan to get ahead |
A write tah Congress is what they say it’s about |
I’m sayin', fuck de letta, wet her leavin' de house |
I get my, gun and stun 'em, run dem out of de town |
I’d rather, shoot now congressman, I shoot now congressman |
I vote but never stop the problem around |
Dem soldier, only murderin' the black and the brown |
I get my gun and stun 'em, run dem out of de town |
I’d rather, shoot now congressman a, shoot de President a |
A write tah Congress is what they say it’s about |
I’m sayin', fuck de letta, wet her leavin' de house |
I get my, gun and stun 'em, run dem out of de town |
I’d rather, shoot now congressman, I shoot now congressman |
I vote but never stop the problem around |
Dem soldier, only murderin' the black and the brown |
I get my gun and stun 'em, run dem out of de town |
I’d rather, shoot now congressman a, shoot de President a |
Look at all the gangsters ride |
Sometime it seem we born to die |
What will it take to make it right? |
With no chance, no promise of advancement, hey |
Don’t wanna lose another life |
We’ve seen too many of us die |
Let’s put this thing together right? |
Take a stand, and plan to get ahead |