The Masta, the Lost is the ghetto dweller trapped in a Theres no way out of the trap
You come back, back No matter what you do when you fall in a trap You come back, back No what you do when you fall
and time again lifes getting shorter Fear in the air what is the border A named, Stef, was shootin' up meth With some coke, had a stroke, so I chilled for his
Time has arrived, four in one All the sin steppin' in, on my face, theres a Another dumb vic, moved, now step 'em by the wrist, come to the abyss
Meet Katie, abortion was with this lady A Ph.D, degrees, had Mercedes car She took it to a bar got lit like a skunk, got rather bumped
Boom, she took the car to the pad She want to kick it, so the bitch got stabbed Wrong place and wrong dont exist no more Or for to the Gravedigga law So watch what you do fore a talks back And behold, on your shoulder's a death trap, yo
You cant back, back No matter what you do when you fall in a death You cant back, back No matter what you do when you
crab named Black, brother sell up crack And its a natural fact in his pockets he had Bad ass beemer he drove 'cause he sold his To get a hold of the chrome and
True, he felt good as he his hood Bein' hunted every like a bear in the woods See cops the role of a fox If they catch ass out on the block, ock Its back to the box
But was the type that was like Yo the C-cipher, I got to get papes Every night, trailed but you came for C-cipher, aint the only on the bill
He had like a quarter mil on him With the click, came through and he em So perhaps, youre mad snap like that Nigga black, but you caught by the death trap
You cant back, back No matter what you do when you fall in a death You cant back, back No what you do when you fall
You cant back, back No matter what you do you fall in a death trap You cant back, back No matter what you do you fall
Bitch, she had a body like a coupe Her step father was robbin' the cradle, the boots Her heartbeat increased at night, she sleep Daddy dearest was bringin' her between sheets
Deep scars invaded her soul, and mind Six of torture, started at age nine At age sixteen, already an old Deceived, she was caught like in a bad dream
Meanwhile her is being defiled Tellin' her mother only brought a stage of Moms Pop's the low down Led to a for a week, shit, slowed down
But one night overcome by Father Duke's to score just one more thrust He held back, the RZA got an Axe Gave his dick whacks and threw his ass in the death
You come back