Listen to Trapped by Andre Mez

Trapped

Andre Mez

Hip-Hop/Rap

Lyrics

Okay, a bullet to the brain is not the way, I think I see the light Spilling out my... Look into the mirror, it's the death of me Praying that a god finally send for me Funeral, tears like a symphony Wonder will they play me Wonder will they pay me respect I deserve, I ain't earned shit Patching the holes at the bottom of my ship Thinking to myself like, "damn will I sink?" Damn well I think, I might be comparable to Titanic Swore I really had this shit down Sixteen years, I ain't know better Goofier than a motherfucking I.T. clown Get down, I'm 'bout to meet the maker, look him in his eyes Ever since a youngin' it was prophesized But will they give if I die right here? Put three liters on the ground here? Prolly not, but I hope so Live through death with a ghost flow Hit ground, glass up toast, yo Slingshot spirit 'cross coast, yo See, fuck that, I'ma make it through the night Just so that tomorrow I can be somebody light Shine to the dark, suicide weak Won't find my body in the park next week Bullet to the brain is not the way, I think I see the light Spilling out my problems, know the drama got you fiending, right? Bullet to the brain is not the way, I think I see the light Spilling out my problems, know the drama got you fiending, right? Damned if I breathe, damned if I leave But I won't let my people be forced to bereave I'ma see the other side, had to believe Better days something that I could achieve Pain in my eyes, life on the line Call up a friend, answer this time 'Fore the name Andre a thing of the past Of course I was young, see my living went fast Lucy made appointment before I was born Fabric of my mind, it was meant to be torn Fucked up product of Murphy's law No more sleeves, heart hang from my jaw Using that to climb from the bottom of the barrel Fake smile, really I been fighting through the peril Whatchu really sad 'bout? Thinking 'bout snapping, but I see they tryna map out Why Dre been 730 as of late Reaper with a bow tie, know he had a date Fuck that, got too much currently Day that the day ones see currency Be the day that I ain't afraid to clock out 'Til then gotta black out, get the MAC out I'm about to turn legal, tired of my heart steady feeling so feeble Life is cinematic but my living isn't regal G slide, really need somebody Like a female that'll turn my winter sunny No longer feeling like a fiend for the money Just want my heart gold sweet like honey G slide, really need somebody Like a female that'll turn my winter sunny No longer feeling like a fiend for the money Just want heart gold sweet like honey Bullet to the brain is not the way, I think I see the light Spilling out my problems, know the drama got you fiending, right? Bullet to the brain is not the way, I think I see the light Spilling out my problems, know the drama got you fiending, right? Could be worse if you think about it I could be up in the 'jects tryna make up out it But shit, I don't know, maybe it ain't worth living Take a step back, all I see is demolition Ain't really lying when I say I'd rather die Than to fail what I'm planning on achieving in life Tryna keep me grounded but I'm 5'12" under If I didn't disappoint everyone, I wonder I ain't really living my life to please others But the pain in they eyes make me wanna squeeze triggers At ease soldier, I'ma dive in front a bullet while they tryna reach cover Nobody showing me the same support I pray to God but He give me same retort Said I was put here if only but to suffer Reply real low, "ain't that a motherfucker" Bullet to the brain might be the way, I cannot see the light Spilling body fluids, hope my problems be a lesson right Bullet to the brain might be the way, I cannot see the light Spilling body fluids, hope my problems be a lesson right G-O-D, I really need somebody That'll show me love and make the winter sunny No longer feeling like a fiend for the money Just don't want blood drip like honey G-O-D, I really need somebody That'll show me love and make the winter sunny No longer feeling like a fiend for the money Just don't want blood drip like honey
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