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Trap'd Gospel Video (MV)




Performed By: Prince Zilla
Length: 2:59
Written by: Dysaijah Crenshaw




Prince Zilla - Trap'd Gospel Lyrics




I was blind now I see shit got cold got familiar with the gloves heaters & the "skis"
Lift my soul I'm living low gotta nigga on his knees
Government trying to build walls so when they kill y'all we can't leave
They can build walls we gone build tunnels but the real walls you can't see
From a city dirty brown river police drown niggas I can't breathe
I know the truth a bitter dog I can't shield y'all it ain't sweet
This generation more than lean sippin & some pills dog this shit deep
And that potential they can build off they can't tell niggas what we can't be
I believe in a higher power I believe in heaven for a g
Fresh out doors shutting on me homie got the play for a key
Melenated guess it's science to it why gravitated all to me
Hella hated guess it's science to it even crucified G.o.d
Popped top in drop top money power come with that greed
All this tension that the oops got got me going places ion need
Back feet propped on a rock cot with the killas doin that 3
God's voice say you special son that's forever tell me why me

Breathe unto me wash away all of wrongs & help me with all that I seen
Tryna make due what I have tryna be all I can be
Tryna be true on this path so I can be all that you need cuz I can't leave

Never thoughts of no suicide, do or die my creed
Still walking through the crowd pushing crews aside like I can't bleed
Popped top in a drop top got the money power no ease
Cuz it ain't no peace till of us got a piece nigga sheesh

Comin up on 5th century on all this slavery so what's free
Rebel minded just the strength in me but I know mentally I'm cut deep
I'm too up & im too great to get you scraped for for that fee
But think about it I think I'm clouded from the spewed hate I can't see
Turn my back though walked the back road I done cracked codes they can't breach
You Ain't struggle that's road you ain't gotta pass for you just weak
I really practice I was really savage while these silly rappers just preach
Definition of the blind lead the blind I was blind now I see
Blood streams running f*ck a stream number nigga talk still cheap
Generation of the woke niggas that don't Dream nothin you still sleep
"Hella" visions "hella" premonitions guess it's all meant be
God coming back for his soldiers & it's almost over just breathe

Breathe unto me wash away all of wrongs help me with all that I seen
Tryna make due what I have tryna be all I can be
Tryna be true on this path so I can be all that you need cuz I can't leave
Trap trap trap trap trap trap trap trap trap trap trap trap trap
Trap trap trap trap trap trap trap trap trap trap trapped
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I was blind now I see shit got cold got familiar with the gloves heaters & the "skis"
Lift my soul I'm living low gotta nigga on his knees
Government trying to build walls so when they kill y'all we can't leave
They can build walls we gone build tunnels but the real walls you can't see
From a city dirty brown river police drown niggas I can't breathe
I know the truth a bitter dog I can't shield y'all it ain't sweet
This generation more than lean sippin & some pills dog this shit deep
And that potential they can build off they can't tell niggas what we can't be
I believe in a higher power I believe in heaven for a g
Fresh out doors shutting on me homie got the play for a key
Melenated guess it's science to it why gravitated all to me
Hella hated guess it's science to it even crucified G.o.d
Popped top in drop top money power come with that greed
All this tension that the oops got got me going places ion need
Back feet propped on a rock cot with the killas doin that 3
God's voice say you special son that's forever tell me why me

Breathe unto me wash away all of wrongs & help me with all that I seen
Tryna make due what I have tryna be all I can be
Tryna be true on this path so I can be all that you need cuz I can't leave

Never thoughts of no suicide, do or die my creed
Still walking through the crowd pushing crews aside like I can't bleed
Popped top in a drop top got the money power no ease
Cuz it ain't no peace till of us got a piece nigga sheesh

Comin up on 5th century on all this slavery so what's free
Rebel minded just the strength in me but I know mentally I'm cut deep
I'm too up & im too great to get you scraped for for that fee
But think about it I think I'm clouded from the spewed hate I can't see
Turn my back though walked the back road I done cracked codes they can't breach
You Ain't struggle that's road you ain't gotta pass for you just weak
I really practice I was really savage while these silly rappers just preach
Definition of the blind lead the blind I was blind now I see
Blood streams running f*ck a stream number nigga talk still cheap
Generation of the woke niggas that don't Dream nothin you still sleep
"Hella" visions "hella" premonitions guess it's all meant be
God coming back for his soldiers & it's almost over just breathe

Breathe unto me wash away all of wrongs help me with all that I seen
Tryna make due what I have tryna be all I can be
Tryna be true on this path so I can be all that you need cuz I can't leave
Trap trap trap trap trap trap trap trap trap trap trap trap trap
Trap trap trap trap trap trap trap trap trap trap trapped
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Writer: Dysaijah Crenshaw
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