Trapped

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, aight Ay that is loud in my headphones boy Aight, huh? (Turn it down then) Yeah, hehe Yeah, yeah! What'd you say? (How comes you sound like that?) 'Cause I'm really on somethin' (What?) I'll ring back in two minutes Yeah [Hook] I'm on the search for big boy six figure deals House on the hills, some brand new wheels Definite three square meals No gimmicks, no thrills Dirtee Stank is the label, able, I'm putting the scene on the map Fellas still runnin' 'round in the rat race must really wanna stay trapped But I'm on the search for big boy six figure deals House on the hills, some brand new wheels Definite three square meals No gimmicks, no thrills Dirtee Stank is the label, able, I'm putting the scene on the map Fellas still runnin' 'round in the rat race must really wanna stay trapped [Verse 1] We gettin' paid 30 pound directs I'm 18, six figures to flex, you should be vexed MCing I'll slew you If you insist on being one, I'll recruit you Takin' me, fight my boy, been crook, and you know it Well on my way to a million You're still on your way to the Palace Pavilion Tryna get a kick up my leg, I'll boot you I never shot crack, never had to But I'll shoot you if I have to, please You will have to breeze Look, he's raw, punched, still beggin' a response at raves But I smash with ease Hot sweater, suave teller on the mic So gassed, I put dry sangala on the mic, alright Keep playing your game, I'll do the same But I bet I'll make much more cheese (ching) You're far from G's Still you dicks are not teased I started the race ages ago When I ran the track, came back, you're still on your knees Wait, hold up, freeze You're at a closed door, and I'm on the keys So I'll let you carry on knockin' No stoppin', I'll carry on, making Ps On why yutes sit up on the riddim I'll break dance on the vinyl Bust mad rough talk on the mic, rude walk on the mic Still beef with 16 lives on the mic With a MC, hundred times on the mic From the first to the final When I'm at school stressed I'm one of the best with letter unknown denial [Hook] I'm on the search for big boy six figure deals House on the hills, some brand new wheels Definite three square meals No gimmicks, no thrills Dirtee Stank is the label, able, I'm putting the scene on the map Fellas still runnin' 'round in the rat race must really wanna stay trapped But I'm on the search for big boy six figure deals House on the hills, some brand new wheels Definite three square meals No gimmicks, no thrills Dirtee Stank is the label, able, I'm putting the scene on the map Fellas still runnin' 'round in the rat race must really wanna stay trapped [Verse 2] Rude boy, we ain't the same I back the beef, you just chat the beef You act cheater chief We had one mate similar You're like a whack TV, I'm cinema Surround sound, I could just about hear ya Yappin' away, just rappin' the same You don't want no qualms, can't be soft You don't want no arms, I'm tellin' ya Like you don't already know Like you weren't aware from day But go ahead, play Your little hype show for the moment You ain't even no worthy opponent, say Acting, fooling the people Then they'll realise you're not evil I wake up to the blatant fact That you're not only phony, you're also feeble You can give 'em your broken silence, or it gets violence Bait, or legal And I think that's a brilliant plan, he a serious man Can't wait for the sequel Congratulations are due Jolly good, well done to your crew Hopefully, one day, when I win a MOBO I'll grow up to be just like you You get me? These fakes, I can't stand these fakes, man These bruddas ain't rich You ain't big, you get me It's all facade, it's all facade, man Dickheads [Hook] I'm on the search for big boy six figure deals House on the hills, some brand new wheels Definite three square meals No gimmicks, no thrills Dirtee Stank is the label, able, I'm putting the scene on the map Fellas still runnin' 'round in the rat race must really wanna stay trapped But I'm on the search for big boy six figure deals House on the hills, some brand new wheels Definite three square meals No gimmicks, no thrills Dirtee Stank is the label, able, I'm putting the scene on the map Fellas still runnin' 'round in the rat race must really wanna stay trapped [Outro] Just keep up with your payments, pussyoles I'm about, I swear