right Don't look now, seems like we're trapped somehow I'm not sure if we'll ever make it out of here alive Don't look now, seems like we're trapped
? Don't look now Seems like we're trapped somehow I'm not sure if we'll Ever make it out of here alive Don't look now Seems like we're trapped somehow
Traduzione: The Living End. Trapped.
up mayn And you wonder why tracks, get chewed up mayn So boot up mayn, the time is finally here The world premier, we bout to end a few careers I'm the
you?ve constructed I am your living legacy Broken, battered, bruised, by your love I've learned my lesson well I sing it in my sleep You and me till the end
Cover) Spineless from the start, sucked into the part circus comes to town, you play the lead clown Please, please spreading his disease, living by
to make decisions We should leave them a choice Cause who are we to say who lives and die Breathes and stops All this judgement on other lives Needs to
Blake, hate snakes thug hatin the degree Outlawz on a paper chase Can you relate thug ni**az [Napoleon Chorus] We will never fall Thru it all, we'll always stand tall Cause in the end
the trap Banging out with the po po Trying to get to some mo' Street life Young strugglers Racing the clock Ain't no telling when it all can end
grief without belief but to me If you really trust me then it's pitiful Question me about my whereabouts that's so trivial Let me live my life and you can live
I see the paper I see my picture, when a nigga's gettin richer They come to get ya, it's like a motherfuckin trap And they wonder why it's hard bein
bust freely, got you red hot, you so happy to see me Make the frontpage primetime live on TV Nigga my girlfriend, baby forty-five but she still live
stop [Chorus] Feel like a victim in this ghetto trap you got me stuck in this system now your stuck in this game feel like a victim in this ghetto trap
[Chorus: Aceyalone] Some birds don't deserve to be caged They gotta fly away and search for the waves Bein locked up is worse than the grave I live by
I walk my footprints end in cement I am not practical, nor am I unusual Nor am I oblivious to, hideous crimes Every city is captured and trapped in my
