Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Trap , by - Paris. Release date: 27.10.2008
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Trap , by - Paris. 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 |
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