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"TRAPED"
  by skrapy


EVERY THING I DO
EVERY THING I SAY
GETS RUN BACK TO ME IN A DIFFERENT FORM AND WAY
REAL NIGGAS NOW A DAYS ARE HARD TO BE FOUND
FAKE NIGGAS EVERY WHERE
THEY STARTING TO CONSUME THE GROUND
AND THEY PROUD OF LIVING A FUCK LIKE
BEFORE I SNITCH
I WOULD TAKE MY OWN LIFE
AND IF YOU SCARED OF PRISON WHY DO YOU SELL WHITE
WHY DO U HANG WITH Gs IF U AINT BOUGHT THAT LIFE
I WOULD THINK TWICE BEFORE YOU ENTER
ONCE YOU IN YOU IN
COPS GOING TO BE WATCHING YOU LIKE YOU FRONT AND CENTER
WEATHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT
ALL THAT CRYING MOST STOP
GET USE TO THE EMPTINESS
YOU GOING TO BE FEELING IT ALOT
GET A BIG BAG OF WEED
SO THE NIGHTMARES DONT COME
YOU TRAPED NOW
LIKE FATHER LIKE SON.......

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Date Submitted: Jan 22, 2009 (09:17 AM)
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