All the Traps (feat. Mimi Knowles, Chance Clift & Jordan Q) Video (MV)

Check it, to begin is to end
Forget A-mens mend fences adjacent
Many friends complaining
Angry cuz the bills are overdue by two payments
Past due is paid in full but the receipt ain't came yet
No wonder, you're hopping mad with the Trix
Silly Rabbits
This isn't for kids
See the sticker
Explicit shit in this bitch
The clock's ticking
Ad hoc bombs outta moms kitchen
Too proud, too American, too loud
Too Western for the terrorists before we set boots down
Do you, believe when we leave they'll think
"Hey, USA, we think you cool now!"
I'm with you I'm glad we threw down but we're through now
How bout we focus on the troops now
Focus on some real change, and a few towns
Unless we move now our fates will rest in a few clowns

I fear the pitfalls
All the traps I've set for me
And I know if I don't fall
We'll have another tragedy

Once upon a time you were authentic
Back then you were content with
The fact that your ideas wouldn't always be accepted
You were a little rough around the edges
But you said what you meant
And cuz of that you were respected
By a small but loyal following
But not so royal hollow kings
Don't make it to their throne by fans alone
You had to borrow things
So you solicited donations for your campaign
Now you owe some company a favor what a damn shame
You paid for votes to win a contest, that's respectable
Softened your positions just to make you more electable
They watered you down to reach a broader demographic hey but
I'm not talking politics
That's all about the rap game

I fear the pitfalls
All the traps I've set for me
And I know if I don't fall
We'll have another tragedy

Ch-ch-chance wait
Now let me tell you about yesterday yesteryear
When the human race used to tolerate (HA)
Grab a beer sit down this is gonna be great
Macklemore has it, right that
Underneath all our fear all our love is all the same
Despite, great strides, some great change
What remains is
Some great stains upon our faces
Here
Let me take another slice of the pie grandma used to make, shit
Take great pain in
Staking claim in aquiring acreage sans bank slips
With the blessing of the bankers
We, worry, more about who loves who
Less about a future where our youth become euthanized by the truth
Will they, resent us... or thank us?

I fear the pitfalls
All the traps I've set for me
And I know if I don't fall
We'll have another tragedy
I fear the pitfalls
All the traps I've set for me
And I know if I don't fall
We'll have another tragedy