Luyện nghe bài hát Deathtrap

The Masta, the
is the ghetto dweller trapped in a cage
Theres no way out of the death

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

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

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

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

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

You cant back, back
No matter what you do when you in a death trap
You cant come back,
No what 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 his soul
To get a hold of the and gold

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 your ass out on the block, ock
Its back to the box

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

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

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

You cant back, back
No matter what you do when you fall in a trap
You come 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 increased at night, she couldnt sleep
Daddy dearest was bringin' her grief sheets

Deep scars invaded her soul, and mind
Six years of torture, 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 brought a stage of denial
Moms Pop's the low down
Led to a showdown for a week, shit, down

But one overcome by lust
Father Duke's tried to score just one more
He held back, the RZA got an Axe
Gave his dick whacks and threw his ass in the death

You come back