E-40 feat. Mike Marshall Trapped Lyrics

Revenue Retrievin': Graveyard Shift Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Barbarian
  • 2 Serious
  • 3 Graveyard Shift
  • 4 My Lil Grimey Nigga
  • 5 Yankin'
  • 6 Concrete
  • 7 Club on Lock
  • 8 Fried
  • 9 Back and Forth
  • 10 Bad Bitch
  • 11 Takin 'em Back
  • 12 My Shit Bang
  • 13 The Streets Don't Love Nobody
  • 14 43
  • 15 That Candy Paint
  • 16 E Forty
  • 17 Trapped
  • 18 Spooky
  • 19 Don't Try This at Home
  • 20 Tuff Times
  • [Chorus: Mike Marshall]
    They got me trapped, aye
    Ooooh trapped like an animal
    I just wanna get out
    But they won't let me live my life
    Ooooh...
    Trapped like an animal
    I just wanna get out
    But they won't let me live my life

    [Verse 1: E-40]
    Uhh, my phone rang
    You got a collect call from an inmate in a federal prison
    I dang near cried
    Too expect charges, press 5
    Family did you get my wheeler, my kite, my letter
    I put sumthin' on your commissary and shot you a little cheddar
    Yeah I got it family right on for that look what I think
    In the federal prison we can email now you should hit me up on cure links
    I'm thinking about writing a book I been keeping a little diary
    Spending a lot of time in the jail house library
    Exercising and eating right, burpees and push-ups at night
    Conditioning my brain fast and try'na change my life
    Remember the homie she up in here too
    He told me to tell you what's up brah he speak highly of you
    He the one who be cuttin' my hair, he try'na go to barber shop
    Stick to hisself neutral partna is a coon

    [Chorus: Mike Marshall]

    [Verse 2: E-40]
    I'm in here on some trucked up charges, but snitchin' not my style
    They gave me mo time than a rapist and a pedafile
    I'm reading the bible my celly reading the Qur'an
    It's been a year since I last seen my mom
    I'm in here programming foreal
    Waiting for the laws to change next week I'm up in a appeal
    But I know it ain't goin work
    Nobody comes to visit; I ain't got no family support
    But I got this one correction new officer, she ain't got no fear
    Anything you can get on the streets we can get it here
    That's what she told me
    So she snuck me in her cell phone put it up in her coochie
    Uhh, I stay in trouble
    Beat the nigga ass with a chair over a game of Pe-Knuckle
    About a week or so ago
    To them I'm just a number they ain't goin never let me go

    [Chorus: Mike Marshall]

    [Verse 3: E-40]
    They in the yard playing basketball hoopin'
    While I'm talking to my OG potna, he proovin'
    He up under that attic
    Anybody fuck with me, he a split they wig back, uhh
    He used to be a baller
    On the streets he a fiend but in the pen he's a shot-caller
    Security on the roof in the pear
    Waiting for some shit to jump off live Mamo and Radic here, uhh
    Tomorrow a nigga birthday and you know
    I got a big ole plastic bag of pruno
    I'm finna get zooted
    Drinking ain't good for you, but is there a peutic
    Man a little chest but under a whole lot of stress
    Reason a 31-year-old granddaddy my grandson Teevan
    I feel bad cause all I got is advice
    And I ain't got nothing to show for it brah I'm in here for life

    [Chorus: Mike Marshall]

    [Sings in background:]
    They got me trapped, they got me trapped, they got me trapped
    Don't matter if you walk away they got'chu trapped
    They got me trapped, they got me trapped, they got me trapped
    Don't matter if you walk away they got'chu trapped

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