Текст песни: Trapped in Hell + перевод

I’m trapped in rap prision

I’m glad, I laugh wishin'

I’ll pass so fast, givin'

Your raps a chance, sittin'

At last, it’s trash written

My path is mad killin'

A mad villain, my stats winnin'

I’ll trash it fast then I’m

Tyin' you up in spandex

And manage to banish

You like the spanish

Sniped from a random vantage

Jerk off when your mad

Call it Handsome Tantrum

Have some lanterns

So you can light it up when we’re rap-less

Yeah I’m I’ll on the track

Where you at?

Will ya rap?

Well I’m back, that’s a fact

Put my prints on the track

Like some chips dipped in Guac

I’ma rinse then attack

I’m a Prince, I’m your dad

Make you wish

That you had

Put me on your list

Of your best rap

You missed that

Chance

To be with me from the start

You’re raps have lost

I’m Batman cuz I cost a lot

You bug me like

Antman and The Wasp in crocs

Tossed

The rap plan in the air cuz I gotta top these charts

Adopt these arts

While Iraq/I rock these bars

Like Saddam with bombs

I’ma call the cops

Got you all brainwashed

Make way

For the great brain

And lay fame

In this lame game

That I came in

Like rain and

It stained the

Entire damn place then

I faced An

-Xiety like I’m insane

I stay in my grey lane

'Till they say

I’m okay

But I ain’t care

And I’ll pray for days till my brain’s crazed and I ain’t tame like a preyin

great dane

So make way

Cuz I make songs that’ll

Make Dre say they play great

So make way for the main frame

My brain came to be insane

As I claim to be the flame

I’m sayin'

HOOK x2

Trapped in hell

Can’t escape nor can I even say

I’m okay, I’m in pain

Trapped in hell

Never same, it’s been a hell of pain

To my brain, I’m insane

Trapped in hell

Brain full of dope, not the drug

But the hope that I feel when I’m

Trapped in hell

Where will I go, not there up

I erupt like you know I’m corrupt

My raps are fighter planes

I snap; you bite your nail

My wrath; a side of rain

A black, or white terrain

It’s now; my time for fame

You lack, the writer’s brain

We clash; so might refrain

From this track I stain

Hack with blade

Yeah, I rap this way

And I grab this tray

Of rap-less fakes

And practice ways

To stab these prey

I stay grey

Cuz I can’t decide

Can’t stay away

From the rhymes, I tried

I break the tray

So you whine

But not today

Because I’m, alive

I arrive on the scene

Like I’ll die tonight

I’ll fight my fight

To find a scheme

That I rhyme behind

But then I see

That it’s too easy

Cuz any scheme I see, I bleed

I keep

On spittin' givin'

Rhymes on repeat

Always driven, ribet

Like a frog, I leap

I seep

Through your window’s shades

Stuck in limbo stage

But I’ll win though, eh

Like it’s bingo (Hey!)

How you doin' over there

Have fun hatin' on my songs while I’m chewing on my hair

Cuz you’ll never know that I was fluent with despair

Spewin' isn’t fair

Cuz any effort is worth doin' and then share

Doin' everywhere

Do it even if you feel like no-one really cares

I’ma be a millionaire

Throw my bills in my air cuz I won’t really care

Don’t really care

Ain’t doin' this for the moola but I still will never share, Uh

A felony

Attracted

From the fact that

We are not adapting

Snapped in

All my raps then

I’m havin'

Enormous naps and

I sleep on you haters who can’t see the facts and

G-G-G-G-Got a lotta tracks and soon some plaques

I blast and

That’s when

I’ll rap dead

HOOK x2

Trapped in hell

Can’t escape nor can I even say

I’m okay, I’m in pain

Trapped in hell

Never same, it’s been a hell of pain

To my brain, I’m insane

Trapped in hell

Brain full of dope, not the drug

But the hope that I feel when I’m

Trapped in hell

Where will I go, not there up

I erupt like you know I’m corrupt

I’m ostracised

Cuz I feel like my raps have lost their size

Y’all have lobster eyes

Cuz in the presence of my bright light

You’ve lost your sight

Lost your mind

Get off the mic

I’m on tonight

I stop and write

Why do you act often white

Gotta get this off my mind

I’m lost, I hide

Got an Ill mind like

The Hopsin kind

I blocked your line

Cock and die

(Chik-chik, brrrrrrr gun effect)

Arrghh

I’m flowin'

Not knowin'

Where I’m goin'

I’m goin'

I’m rowin'

I’m the sowin'

The rap game

Together

Whenever

You blab names

I’m never

The damn same

I’m reppin'

This fan base

That I’m buildin'

I’m wieldin'

A shield and it’s hand made out of steel

And black paint

To seem as if

I’m achromatic

Like the scene

Of rap and how erratic

My rap’s are acrobatic

Got colour to 'em, vividly they’re given me a lot of Panic!

Cuz they manage

To vanish

Then come back to the planet

Damn it

I had it

I had a punchline in my mind

Crammed in

Right beside

All the ham and the wine

Like a pig dyin'

Gotta pick times

To strike

Since I’m alive in a time

Where the knvies are pryin'

Right inside our spines

I’m alright cuz I’ve

Sniped the life

Of the dude who claims to spit rightful lines

And has an appetite for lies

Definitely

Send to me

All of your enemies

Cuz I wanna feel a feeling of rage

Since Hennessy

Can’t really get into me

But I can get my pen to the page and show you what letters be

Fit where better, see

Never we

Gonna understand if it’s real

Are you getting me, Bethany?

HOOK x2

Trapped in hell

Can’t escape nor can I even say

I’m okay, I’m in pain

Trapped in hell

Never same, it’s been a hell of pain

To my brain, I’m insane

Trapped in hell

Brain full of dope, not the drug

But the hope that I feel when I’m

Trapped in hell

Where will I go, not there up

I erupt like you know I’m corrupt

Outro:

They call me the best but its true how I’m just a regular guy like you

And I never seen these people line up before

But now it’s seems like they fill up the stores

Nobody calls you the best

You’re a lame emotional wreck

Talkin' bout your feelings

Thinkin' you a Stan

Hah, Pathetic

Man