'm a T R A P S T A R Keep Barney in the Sweets, copt groups from the bar And she likes it and she likes it Slide through the hood, just to check my dough Trap-star
yous a trap star, If you known to buy the bar yous a trap star, You got a watch on ya wrist yous a trap star, You got ice around ya neck yous a trap star
Er hat immer Hunger Er mu? immer essen Er mu? wohnen und schlafen Und vergessen Da? gestern wie heute wird Heute wie morgen Und da? in diesem Laden herzlich
signs So many have died, so many out of their minds Thank your lucky stars, you've got it good, it's not hard To be what you are, thank your lucky stars
Aren't you bored of all this fake surrounding? I don't see that there is any choice for you You must think this is all we have now I don't see why we
right here trapped inside your love and i don't wanna be set free (where you at? where you at? ok now) (oh oh) (where you at? where you at? ok now) wish on a star
pain an' sufferin That's why Ice-T and Daddy Nitro come wit the reality thing Nice this everytime star Man like Ice-T 'pon the ?? man Come in star, one
ran away, cause now there's a rat I'm on the attack with my baseball bat That one rap brought many of us back All through my house I set up traps It
its telling me Because I can get her in my hands To put her on my arm These expensive things are just wearing me Cause nothing, even matters if my sun shines Trapped
Rock star lifestyle might don't make it Living life high, everyday clique wasted Sipping on purple stuff, rolling up stanky Wake up in the morning, 10
em' whole Try me watch ya whole crew fall like some dominoes I got a trap house and a trap car 100,00 off a cap, that's a trap star All this smoke got
it Made the letter B more famous than a Red Sox fitted But that was suicide, I don't live in Judah's eyes Half of these rappers wasn't trapping when
, my heart slips Into the darkness, into the sea Oh Annabel Lee, the ocean calls to me In the spring when our love had its start Oh Annabel Lee,forever trapped
] Love create wars I got wounds and scars The strobe lights are dancing Dancing with the stars But what happened to ours What happened because The rain is coming down Now we trapped
on my Myspace Gucci got a big stick, make ya sing my ad libs, yeah But you gotta be a queen bitch (Gucci) So icy trap star, fuck her like a porn star
at me now, ten years deep Since in the project, crack in my socks weep I never asked to be top of rap's elite Just a ghetto child tryna' learn the traps
Poor old Grandad I laughed at all his words I thought he was a bitter man He spoke of women's ways They'll trap you then they use you before you even
You know that ain't no way to live or to handle such things I wanna shake up your system, I wanna rattle your bones I wanna take you to the stars and
