paroles de chanson FACADE - Kajmir Kwest

In L.A., Wichita, Look

I′m trapped, trapped, trapped, trapped out, Im trapped, trapped,
Im trapped, trapped out, Im trapped, trapped,
I'm trapped, trapped out, Im trapped, trapped, trapped out

What′s up to my fellas in here, that walked in the life wit no fear
You hustled to make you an end, you whipping it whipping it well
Money, life, wheels, money a home in the hills
But headed myself in the hell, my soul up in anguish and ill
But started to just get a deal, for rapping like everyone else
But landed my butt up in jail- cause God had a story to tell
He wanted the trap to get healed, so run and tell everyone else
He want a soldier that's real, so he can reach everyone else
Let's focus and get to the cash
Let′s go to Miami with bags of it
Go buy it don′t look at the tags
We call it the trap of the fast money
I'm just trying to buy me a land
Lay on the beach get a tan on it
I just want to cop me a jag
But now Uncle Sam and the feds want me

Bet they don′t tell bout that
That Up in the street you get jacked
That Envy and jealousy bad
That Prison for felonies yeah!!
Get Sometime a life pen
But nobody write in there
But Jesus it he told me tell you

I'm trapped out
I′m trapped, trapped, trapped, trapped out, Im trapped, trapped,
Im trapped, trapped out, Im trapped, trapped,
I'm trapped, trapped out, Im trapped, trapped, trapped out

2). Enlist, I do it to reach him and lift -
Up out of a bottomless pit, not only the churches equipped
He sent him a soldier with this, commissioned and
Taught him to fish, and feed him for life off of this
But tell him the walk is a trip, a journey of trapping
And Glitch, but promise to heaven you get
Go tell it loud on the hill- the trap is a trap but it kills
That void in ya life that ya feel - it′s Jesus so give him the wheel
And walk out the trap of a thrill

Let's focus and get to the cash
Let's go to Miami with bags of it
Go buy it don′t look at the tags
We call it the trap of the fast money
I′m just trying to buy me a land
And Lay on the beach get a tan on it
I just want to cop me a jag
But now Uncle Sam and the feds want me

Bet they don't tell bout that
That Up in the street you get jacked
That Envy and jealousy bad
That Prison for felonies yeah!!
Get Sometime a life pen
But nobody write in there
But Jesus it he told me tell you

I′m trapped, trapped, trapped, trapped out, Im trapped, trapped,
Im trapped, trapped out, Im trapped, trapped,
I'm trapped, trapped out, Im trapped, trapped, trapped out

If you a trapstar for God now and love it, Yeah,
Let me see you go hard up in public, Yeah,
If you a trapstar for God now and love it,
Yeah, let me see you go hard up in public, Yeah

Go home, or go hard, or go home, or go hard,
Or go home, or go hard if you a tapster for God

Let′s focus and get to the cash
Let's go to Miami with bags of it
Go buy it don′t look at the tags
We call it the trap of the fast money
I'm just trying to buy me a land
And Lay on the beach get a tan on it
I just want to cop me a jag
But now Uncle Sam and the feds want me

Bet they don't tell bout that
That Up in the street you get jacked
That Envy and jealousy bad
That Prison for felonies yeah!!
Get Sometime a life pen
But nobody write in there
But Jesus it he told me tell you