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Help
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Help was released on September 10, 2021 by Thousand8 as a part of the album Trapo
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AlbumTrapo
Release DateSeptember 10, 2021
LabelThousand8
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
K-Trap
K-Trap
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
K-Trap
K-Trap
Songwriter
Ghosty
Ghosty
Composer
Young Chencs
Young Chencs
Composer
Nick French
Nick French
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ghosty
Ghosty
Producer
Young Chencs
Young Chencs
Producer
Nick French
Nick French
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(You are now listening to Young Chencs)
[Verse 2]
Someone got showered with bullets, setting up tents again
You ever had to pass that tape, praying it ain't your friend?
And if it is, that's sorrows and pain, this shit ain't a game
Who's gonna break the news to the family and who's gonna explain?
Who's gonna tell them it's over nothing
Came from the mud, got stuck in
Every other day it's something, I wonder who's gonna break the cycle
Who's got time to? It's pain when a man just like you tries you
We really rivals, but the way shit's set out, it's peak, can't get out
[Verse 3]
Little man smoking the Cali, he thinks it's fine, deep down he's stressed out
And if something don't get stretched out, then he's labelled a let down
Whole gang's upset now and we ain't tryna lay down so we just get down
Stuck on the M now, three weeks on the postal, still we ain't sent out
He should've know, hope that he's coming home
In the meantime set up a drone, need a SIM, who you gonna phone?
Jailhouse getting boring, touring, tired of the cellmates snoring
Calling the roads but the roads ignoring, 'til the tears start pouring
Tears of anger, should have watched for the camera
Judge just told you "Stand up", it could be thirty years of bang up
Just got the verdict, took it for banter, calling your girl, she's crying and hangs up
[Verse 4]
Yo, get back on the wing and the moves all change
I guess you never knew about pain but now you do and you're going insane
Thinking "It can't be, life is a game, what a shame"
And if you got free, you'd probably come out and do it again
Can't blame him, streets he was raised in taught him that's all he's here to do
Would have been better off a football player, but he went and took the sprayer
He's reading a book for prayers, found out that there's something greater
He's feeling pure, I'll see about his aura, feel like he should've got a second chance
Thinking 'bout the thirty, I guess it's harsh
[Verse 5]
Mum slowed down the visits, they keep moving 'em further
Still denying the murder, rather no visits are making it worser
Jail like hell, he's getting swell, he's got no girl, he's got no help
Big main jail, it's not like Felths, but still give thanks, he's got his health
Written by: Ghosty, K-Trap, Nick French, Young Chencs
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