Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Trapped Music Pt. 2 , by - Ras Kass. Song from the album Soul on Ice 2 Instrumentals, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 04.09.2019
Record label: Mello
Song language: English
Trapped Music Pt. 2 |
| All my life a real nigga |
| All my life I been real, nigga |
| All these bitch niggas with soap boxes |
| Claim they trap gods and dope sponsors |
| I’ll leave the drama to Ak |
| I’ma just stick to the facts |
| Makes sense you goofy, your mama wack |
| At school with a gat and red MAGA. |
| hat |
| Niggas ain’t woke, just insomniac |
| Lit off of cocaine and cognac |
| Phony rat, hold me back |
| Nah, fuck that, I’ma let go |
| You either homo or metro, I’m hetero |
| No doubt I’m insured like the gecko |
| I’m gassed and full of the petrol |
| And I told your ass from the get-go |
| My future is retro |
| My past is the next flow |
| You dead, I’m a necro |
| I’m charged like electro |
| Stop knocking, the party is next door |
| Dressed all black in Depeche Mode |
| Rump Shake at a Wreckx-n-Effect show |
| She give good brain, intellectual |
| Put lead to your head like you Destro |
| All my life a real nigga |
| All my life I been real, nigga |
| All these bitch niggas with soap boxes |
| Claim they trap gods and dope sponsors |
| We don’t buy it |
| No street cred, only debt for lyin' |
| Up on a fifth of the genie bottle, wish you would try it (Tonight) |
| I wish you would try it |
| Just stick to the facts |
| This bigger than rap |
| Just stick to the facts |
| And don’t get caught up 'cause this shit is a trap |
| Just stick to the facts |
| This bigger than rap |
| You lack, leave you clapped, that’s a fact |
| So I’m constantly watching my back |
| Real lyricist, real life experience |
| Sample your shit with no clearances |
| We ride or die, you crash and burn in real life, The Fast and the Furious |
| Travel with bitches, I came with a nine but now she a ten in the bed |
| 'Cause I’m on Pacific Standard Time and AZ’s an hour ahead |
| Lead that just shower your head, squeeze it and bust |
| Heated them up, defeated and fucked |
| Turned your brain to noodles and soup like I’m feeding 'em pho |
| Reppin' the people, The Dreamers, Haiti, Puerto Rico |
| I am a lethal illegal amigo |
| One man Voltron, Black Ultron |
| Haters keep wanting me RICO’d |
| Nope, fuck Joe Arpaio |
| Turn that fucker face into pico de gallo |
| No wins in mi casa |
| You start and end with an O like spelling Ohio |
| You’re welcome to try, though |
| Line for line like Scarface doing cocaine rails |
| I supply the high, design the sky |
| Been fly since '95 |
| All my life a real nigga |
| All my life I been real, nigga |
| All these bitch niggas with soap boxes |
| Claim they trap gods and dope sponsors |
| We don’t buy it |
| No street cred, only debt for lyin' |
| Up on a fifth of the genie bottle, wish you would try it (Tonight) |
| I wish you would try it |
| Ayy, yo, ma |
| Ayy, yo, ma |
| Yo, man |
| What, Melanie? |
| What, what you yellin' at me for? |
| What you mean? |
| You callin' me like I’m a shorty or somethin' |
| You are a shorty, look at your fuckin' purse, you dumbass |
| It’s not a purse, stupid |
| It looks like a fucking purse so I’ma call it a purse |
| It’s fashion |
| It’s not fuckin' fashion, bruh, shit look stupid |
| All the rappers is doin' it, they look stupid? |
| Yeah |
| No |
| If they fuckin' wear some shit like that |
| They look stupid? |
| You’re wrong |
| Yup, they all fuckin' look stupid |
| They walkin' around lookin' with a purse |
| This is Fendi, you’re wildin', this is fashion |
| Fuck out of here |
| Don’t call me like that, for real |
| Ayy, yo, ma |
| Yo, ma |
| You know what? |
| Fuck you then |