Nobigdyl. - anti-trap lyrics
[Nobigdyl. - anti-trap lyrics]
Uh huh you swear you
Moving packs imagine that
Oh you think you running rap
Cause you talking crack
Okay we finna take it
Back this that anti-trap
You say you got a lot
Of soda probably Coca-Cola
I saw you playing Clash of
Clans on that Motorola
Who you kidding boy I know that you a poser
Game driving me insane and you the chauffeur
Got little homies in the trap and boy
They wish they could get out
Only thing they talk about is
Putting food in daughters' mouths
So all them guns and rings and things
You sing about bring 'em out
Oh you thought that your sixteens would hide
The fact that you ain't 'bout it
Die to live we been about it
Live to serve we been about it
Indie tribe we been about it
All you rap about is violence
I would rather hear some silence
I been strapping up with knowledge
Got a 16 like 3: 16
That's death and life and love and rising up
From serving lifeless things
And no more fighting thugs who buying drugs
We serving Christ the King
Because he siphoned blood for dying bloods
Was dirty now made clean
And than he piled up his brightest stuff
Right on a wretch like me
And these the darkest days so lighten up
Okay you braggin' about your gas
Say you got the Mac uh huh you swear you
Moving packs imagine that
Oh you think you running rap
Cause you talking crack
Okay we finna take it
Back this that anti-trap this that anti-trap
This that anti-trap
Oh they think they running rap but boy
We about to take it back this that anti-trap
This that anti-trap
Oh they think they running rap but boy
We about to take it back
When's the last time you saw a
Crack dealer with a nose? (with a nose)
When's the last time you saw a
Gang banger in a tight dress
Boy that's priceless
Okay they got you thinking that they is
The man but boy they lying
A man is one who lifts you up
Not the one that leaves you behind
And while all these 50-Cents have been
Getting rich or dying trying
You still stuck off in the trench
You losing men and bullets flying
He might got the belt to make
It many stars like he's Orion
But he ain't gonna pay your rent or raise
Your kids so don't you mind him i mean
How much robbing, killing
Stealing we cosigning i mean
Is there hope of something
More on the horizon
That's why all my homies tribing
Trying to give you something different
Give you glimpses of the greatest gift
A gracious God has given
Might not glisten with no glaciers don't
Be getting groups of women
But my saviour gave me vision greater
Than the guap you grippin' alright
Okay you braggin' about your gas
Say you got the Mac uh huh you swear you
Moving packs imagine that
Oh you think you running rap
Cause you talking crack
Okay we finna take it
Back this that anti-trap this that anti-trap
This that anti-trap
Oh they think they running rap but boy
We about to take it back this that anti-trap
This that anti-trap
Oh they think they running rap but boy
We about to take it back
Moving packs imagine that
Oh you think you running rap
Cause you talking crack
Okay we finna take it
Back this that anti-trap
You say you got a lot
Of soda probably Coca-Cola
I saw you playing Clash of
Clans on that Motorola
Who you kidding boy I know that you a poser
Game driving me insane and you the chauffeur
Got little homies in the trap and boy
They wish they could get out
Only thing they talk about is
Putting food in daughters' mouths
So all them guns and rings and things
You sing about bring 'em out
Oh you thought that your sixteens would hide
The fact that you ain't 'bout it
Die to live we been about it
Live to serve we been about it
Indie tribe we been about it
All you rap about is violence
I would rather hear some silence
I been strapping up with knowledge
Got a 16 like 3: 16
That's death and life and love and rising up
From serving lifeless things
And no more fighting thugs who buying drugs
We serving Christ the King
Because he siphoned blood for dying bloods
Was dirty now made clean
And than he piled up his brightest stuff
Right on a wretch like me
And these the darkest days so lighten up
Okay you braggin' about your gas
Say you got the Mac uh huh you swear you
Moving packs imagine that
Oh you think you running rap
Cause you talking crack
Okay we finna take it
Back this that anti-trap this that anti-trap
This that anti-trap
Oh they think they running rap but boy
We about to take it back this that anti-trap
This that anti-trap
Oh they think they running rap but boy
We about to take it back
When's the last time you saw a
Crack dealer with a nose? (with a nose)
When's the last time you saw a
Gang banger in a tight dress
Boy that's priceless
Okay they got you thinking that they is
The man but boy they lying
A man is one who lifts you up
Not the one that leaves you behind
And while all these 50-Cents have been
Getting rich or dying trying
You still stuck off in the trench
You losing men and bullets flying
He might got the belt to make
It many stars like he's Orion
But he ain't gonna pay your rent or raise
Your kids so don't you mind him i mean
How much robbing, killing
Stealing we cosigning i mean
Is there hope of something
More on the horizon
That's why all my homies tribing
Trying to give you something different
Give you glimpses of the greatest gift
A gracious God has given
Might not glisten with no glaciers don't
Be getting groups of women
But my saviour gave me vision greater
Than the guap you grippin' alright
Okay you braggin' about your gas
Say you got the Mac uh huh you swear you
Moving packs imagine that
Oh you think you running rap
Cause you talking crack
Okay we finna take it
Back this that anti-trap this that anti-trap
This that anti-trap
Oh they think they running rap but boy
We about to take it back this that anti-trap
This that anti-trap
Oh they think they running rap but boy
We about to take it back