Promoe - Trapped lyrics
[Promoe - Trapped lyrics]
Ya man Promoedon't know
People don't know what's going on dawg imma'
Let you know what's going on
People in my hood's trapped! Inna the ghetto
Poor people - inna the ghetto
Rich people - inna the ghetto
All people - oh lord
I'm trapped behind the metal fence
In this tenament yard
It's not permanent but it's cyclical when
Your life is so hard
I ain't never left the hood
Further than a hundred miles where I stay
We got broken dreams and cracks in the tiles
I see them white folks as
The bus drives through
They only visit when they need a
Vial of coke for their crew
Or a stash of that ganjah that me sell
We can manger
They pull up in their 600 next to my honda
And for a second I see into their life
Trips to the Virgin islands with their
Two kids and a wife no slum lord
Crack heads and hookers on the track
Just desperate housewives worrying about
If thet're getting fat
Poppin' a couple pills - I got pills to pay!
Four kids
Four baby mothers who ain't got shit to say
Exept when I'm gonna get this?
When I'm gonna get that?
If you don't get it then
Yo you better get strapped
This is my life, No kids, no wife, no stress
Trapped - Can't see my schackles and chains
But, I'm trapped - from the front
And the back of my brain
Well from ghetto to ghetto -
Back yard to yard we tear it up
Yall breakin' down all the bars
Trapped - Can't see my schackles and chains
But, I'm trapped - from the front
And the back of my brain
Wether rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief
We all stuck and lookin' to
Get released from that trap
Trapped - behind the picket
Fence and the decadence
Deep underneath my lost innocence
And the ignorance
Mos's a housewife, daddy's a business man
Don't know much 'bout black culture
But, I've got the new 50 cent
That's how I know that they're different
See the crooks when I'm in town
Lookin' just how they picture them
I cross the street, see the looks
Hear them whisperin'
Gotta rush back to the burbs and
The safety of my residence
Of my segre gated community
Later for human beings, later for you and me
To be eye to eye and to slice the
Pie in love and piece and unity
You heard right - I ain't
Giving up my birth tonight
And the cops in my pocket, true indeed
I'm a future politician or a lobbyist
A CEO I see the road
Lined with gold - it's obvious
I got it figured out: I'm scared
& I ain't getting out
So I made it like you ain't getting
Out the prison system ever now
Trapped - Can't see my schackles and chains
But, I'm trapped - from the front
And the back of my brain
Well from ghetto to ghetto -
Back yard to yard we tear it up
Yall breakin' down all the bars
Trapped - Can't see my schackles and chains
But, I'm trapped - from the front
And the back of my brain
Wether rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief
We all stuck and lookin' to get released
Well it's like mentally we're
Stuck in the ghetto
And physically we're stuck in the ghetto
So we're trying to find ourself a
Way out of the ghetto
But no matter where we turn it's
Like we stuck in the ghetto
And mi crying for help
But there's no one to help
We turn to the bigger heads
The bigga heads them resent
We no waan see we free from mental slavery
As election come the ballot box
Them a send we
But, you haffi know how fi trod in the ghetto
Can't cross certain borders inna the ghetto
But, I know I'm lookin' forward
To a better tomorrow
Cus I tell myself I gotta
Get out of the ghetto
Got to get outthe ghetto - it's like
We framed in a mind frame
Got to get out - somebody playin' a mindgame
The ghetto - let me know who behind them
Gotta get out - cus I'm sure that they hidin'
The ghetto - behind their own fences
Gotta get out - monitored by their own lences
The ghetto - the shit is senseless
I'm Trapped - Can't see
My schackles and chains
But, I'm trapped - from the front
And the back of my brain
Well from ghetto to ghetto
Back yard to yard we tear it up
Yall breakin' down all the bars
Trapped - Can't see my schackles and chains
But, I'm trapped - from the front
And the back of my brain
Wether rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief
We all stuck and lookin' to get released
Allright, allright
Got to get outthe ghetto
Got to get outthe ghetto get out the ghetto!
Got to get out- get out the ghetto
The ghetto - get out the, get
Out the, get out the, get out!
Got to get outthe ghetto
People don't know what's going on dawg imma'
Let you know what's going on
People in my hood's trapped! Inna the ghetto
Poor people - inna the ghetto
Rich people - inna the ghetto
All people - oh lord
I'm trapped behind the metal fence
In this tenament yard
It's not permanent but it's cyclical when
Your life is so hard
I ain't never left the hood
Further than a hundred miles where I stay
We got broken dreams and cracks in the tiles
I see them white folks as
The bus drives through
They only visit when they need a
Vial of coke for their crew
Or a stash of that ganjah that me sell
We can manger
They pull up in their 600 next to my honda
And for a second I see into their life
Trips to the Virgin islands with their
Two kids and a wife no slum lord
Crack heads and hookers on the track
Just desperate housewives worrying about
If thet're getting fat
Poppin' a couple pills - I got pills to pay!
Four kids
Four baby mothers who ain't got shit to say
Exept when I'm gonna get this?
When I'm gonna get that?
If you don't get it then
Yo you better get strapped
This is my life, No kids, no wife, no stress
Trapped - Can't see my schackles and chains
But, I'm trapped - from the front
And the back of my brain
Well from ghetto to ghetto -
Back yard to yard we tear it up
Yall breakin' down all the bars
Trapped - Can't see my schackles and chains
But, I'm trapped - from the front
And the back of my brain
Wether rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief
We all stuck and lookin' to
Get released from that trap
Trapped - behind the picket
Fence and the decadence
Deep underneath my lost innocence
And the ignorance
Mos's a housewife, daddy's a business man
Don't know much 'bout black culture
But, I've got the new 50 cent
That's how I know that they're different
See the crooks when I'm in town
Lookin' just how they picture them
I cross the street, see the looks
Hear them whisperin'
Gotta rush back to the burbs and
The safety of my residence
Of my segre gated community
Later for human beings, later for you and me
To be eye to eye and to slice the
Pie in love and piece and unity
You heard right - I ain't
Giving up my birth tonight
And the cops in my pocket, true indeed
I'm a future politician or a lobbyist
A CEO I see the road
Lined with gold - it's obvious
I got it figured out: I'm scared
& I ain't getting out
So I made it like you ain't getting
Out the prison system ever now
Trapped - Can't see my schackles and chains
But, I'm trapped - from the front
And the back of my brain
Well from ghetto to ghetto -
Back yard to yard we tear it up
Yall breakin' down all the bars
Trapped - Can't see my schackles and chains
But, I'm trapped - from the front
And the back of my brain
Wether rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief
We all stuck and lookin' to get released
Well it's like mentally we're
Stuck in the ghetto
And physically we're stuck in the ghetto
So we're trying to find ourself a
Way out of the ghetto
But no matter where we turn it's
Like we stuck in the ghetto
And mi crying for help
But there's no one to help
We turn to the bigger heads
The bigga heads them resent
We no waan see we free from mental slavery
As election come the ballot box
Them a send we
But, you haffi know how fi trod in the ghetto
Can't cross certain borders inna the ghetto
But, I know I'm lookin' forward
To a better tomorrow
Cus I tell myself I gotta
Get out of the ghetto
Got to get outthe ghetto - it's like
We framed in a mind frame
Got to get out - somebody playin' a mindgame
The ghetto - let me know who behind them
Gotta get out - cus I'm sure that they hidin'
The ghetto - behind their own fences
Gotta get out - monitored by their own lences
The ghetto - the shit is senseless
I'm Trapped - Can't see
My schackles and chains
But, I'm trapped - from the front
And the back of my brain
Well from ghetto to ghetto
Back yard to yard we tear it up
Yall breakin' down all the bars
Trapped - Can't see my schackles and chains
But, I'm trapped - from the front
And the back of my brain
Wether rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief
We all stuck and lookin' to get released
Allright, allright
Got to get outthe ghetto
Got to get outthe ghetto get out the ghetto!
Got to get out- get out the ghetto
The ghetto - get out the, get
Out the, get out the, get out!
Got to get outthe ghetto