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Trapped

アーティスト:Promoe 

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Ya man Promoe...Don't know... People don't know what's going on dawg... Imma' let you know what's going on.. People in my hood's trapped! - inna the ghetto... Poor people - inna the ghetto... Rich people - inna the ghetto... All people - oh lord... [Kardinal Offishall] I'm trapped behind the metal fence in this tenament yard It's not permanent but it's cyclical when your life is so hard I ain't never left the hood further than a hundred miles where I stay, We got broken dreams and cracks in the tiles I see them white folks as the bus drives through They only visit when they need a vial of coke for their crew Or a stash of that ganjah that me sell, we can manger they pull up in their 600 next to my honda And for a second I see into their life Trips to the Virgin islands with their two kids and a wife No slum lord, crack heads and hookers on the track just desperate housewives worrying about if thet're getting fat Poppin' a couple pills - I got pills to pay! Four kids, four baby mothers who ain't got shit to say exept when I'm gonna get this? when I'm gonna get that? If you don't get it then yo you better get strapped This is my life, No kids, no wife, no stress [chorus] Trapped - Can't see my schackles and chains but I'm trapped - from the front and the back of my brain well from ghetto to ghetto - back yard to yard we tear it up, yall breakin' down all the bars Trapped - Can't see my schackles and chains but I'm trapped - from the front and the back of my brain wether rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief we all stuck and lookin' to get released... from that trap [Promoe] Trapped - behind the picket fence and the decadence deep underneath my lost innocence and the ignorance mos's a housewife, daddy's a business man don't know much 'bout black culture, but I've got the new 50 cent that's how I know that they're different see the crooks when I'm in town lookin' just how they picture them I cross the street, see the looks, hear them whisperin'... gotta rush back to the burbs and the safety of my residence of my segre... gated community later for human beings, later for you and me to be eye to eye and to slice the pie in love and piece and unity you heard right - I ain't giving up my birth tonight and the cops in my pocket, true indeed I'm a future politician or a lobbyist a CEO I see the road - lined with gold - it's obvious


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