Luyện nghe bài hát Death Trap

The Masta, the
Lost is the ghetto dweller in a cage
no way out of the death trap

You cant come back,
No matter what you do when you fall in a death
You come back, back
No matter what you do you fall

Time and again lifes getting shorter
in the air what appears is the border
A named, Stef, was shootin' up meth
some coke, had a stroke, so I chilled for his death

Time has arrived, in one mind
All the sin in, on my face, theres a grin
Another vic, once moved, now step
Grabbed 'em by the wrist, to the abyss

Katie, abortion was known with this lady
A Ph.D, many degrees, had car
She it to a bar got lit like a skunk, got drunk
Danced rather

Boom, she took the car to the pad
She didnt to kick it, so the bitch got stabbed
place and wrong time dont exist no more
Or for to the Gravedigga law
So watch what you do a fool talks back
And behold, riding on your shoulder's a trap, yo

You cant back, back
No matter you do when you fall in a death trap
You come back, back
No matter you do when you fall

This named Black, brother sell up crack
And its a fact in his pockets he had stacks
Bad ass beemer he drove 'cause he sold his
To get a of the chrome and gold

True, he felt good as he his hood
Bein' hunted night like a bear in the woods
See play the role of a fox
If they your ass out on the block, ock
Its back to the box

But Black was the type was like
Yo the C-cipher, I got to get papes
Every night, trailed but you came for
C-cipher, aint the niggaz on the bill

He had a quarter mil stashed on him
With the click, came and he blasted' em
So perhaps, youre catchin' mad snap that
black, smack but you caught by the death trap

You cant come back,
No matter what you do when you in a death trap
You cant come back,
No matter what you do when you

You cant come back,
No matter what you do when you fall in a death
You cant come back,
No matter what you do you fall

Bitch, she had a body like a coupe
Her step father was the cradle, bangin' the boots
Her heartbeat increased at night, she couldnt
Daddy dearest was bringin' her grief between

Deep scars invaded her soul, and mind
Six years of torture, started at age
At age sixteen, an old maid
Deceived, she was caught like in a bad dream

Meanwhile her body is being
Tellin' her mother only a stage of denial
Moms Pop's the low down
Led to a showdown for a week, shit, slowed

But one night overcome by
Father Duke's tried to score one more thrust
He shouldve back, the RZA got an Axe
Gave his forty whacks and threw his ass in the death

You cant back