ordinary. These hills ever rolling this road never bends. The tides aren't changing this rain never ends. Like vultures, feed away at those with nothing left (Thanks to No Way Out
the river And sealed up my fate I should have seen the trap, baby Before it was too late We go down We go down Go down is the only way out Who is
we should've had Coming our way But why didn't I take that time and put it right Our love has always been the same She leaves me standing out in the
so hard to find (so hard - so hard - so hard) gotta get up on my grind 'cause I'm runnin out of time (it's like I'm runnin out of time) well my momma
: (*talking*) Uh-oh (uh-oh), uh-oh (uh-oh) What's happ'n (what's up), ha look out (look out) come on (come on) let's do this here (let's do it baby)
Lil' Turk Gettin' killed aint no thang in the N.O. Some people live some people get smoked Life trap get crossed up by them dog hoes Like shit get masked out
help Since you takin so much time we survivin ourself Just me and my pets and my kids and my spouse Trapped in my own house lookin for a way out Five
takes his lunch and passes out on the floor Oh it's not his fashion Usually keeps his passion hidden (hidden) They'll never see him in the same way Driven
The sin that we crave left us feeling lonely and pain While we was trapped in our transgressions like a rat in a maze The sacrifice that Christ provided is the only way
said I had enough There must be another route, way out To money and fame, I changed my name And played a different game Tired of being trapped in this
trouble Beware of devils continue strugglin' Nothin's impossible if there's a will there's a way So get your mind on official business You can be great And it's been this way
It's a trap a long maze Dreamin' of gettin' stacks Makin' scratch the wrong way What the song say We murder motherfuckers daily Black out blow the crack out
nap It's a trap A long maze Dreaming of getting stacks Making scratch the wrong way What song says We murder mother fucker's daily Black out Blow
' and makin' money With the fellas' In the back streets Tryin' to trap me Baby HOLD UP Thugs get lonely too! But I'm a soulja And theres no way I'mma'
: Police Dispatcher .. He's headed out a window The man with the bag is running like a son of a bitch We have people with bags running across, running
Pay attention Screaming Bye bye bitches Untouchable sound (ugh) Ride or die niggas And we hunting you down Representing all the real niggas stuck in the trap Banging out
with me Let's go see what our enemies talkin bout When G's enter the house nobody's walkin out This ain't livin, it's similar to prison, we trapped My
