Songtexte:
Temper Trap The Fools

fools the don't know what they're on about those fools don't get my dreams and I want it, I want it, I want it and I want it, I want it, I want it all

fools the don't know what they're on about those fools don't get my dreams and I want it, I want it, I want it and I want it, I want it, I want it all

: fools the don't know what they're on about those fools don't get my dreams and I want it, I want it, I want it and I want it, I want it, I want it

puttin out these VVdees Let my shit hit the streets, he got to squat to pee Got them eggs on these beams, so they watchin' me Might trap for a rat, pussy

shinin' on my haters, signin' deals so I'm a pa Twenty G's on the chain and I'm still worth a couple blocks It started in that temp, flippin' mids by

G's on the chain, and I'm still worth a couple blocks.... (all that man, I need a fo, a duece) It started in that temp, flippin mid's by them O-Z's

if you a soldier, raise your rags But if you a hater, you better hide your flags I told y'all the ghetto was a trap, but y'all fools didn't listen I

ya [Chalie Boy:] The chorus and rap singing, a Don is Verbally I astonish, get you hooked on my phonics K-Rino spitting that plain flame, I soulfully punish You trapped

. The fetters that bound me are broken, By words that were best left unspoken, For now I am shackled to sadness By chains that are tempered with madness