Woltario
Woltario - When We Trapped lyrics
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Still breathing Now my glock blast My heart was beating Like a heart attack I gotta survive In these hard times But some times Is hard to keep the faith Tell me god What does it take To escape From my mind state Will the trouble and pain Ever change? We all dying for the fame That's a dmn shame I wonder why we live insane I pray for the day Where I can say Goodbye on the highway And just fly away From the society We all die on the concrete They talk about the future Asking what can I be? Nothing, that's the true war For the ghetto seeds That's the true war For the ghetto seeds Ghetto seeds. How can we rise when we trapped? How can we decide when we trapped? How can we ride when we trapped? How can it be fine when we trapped? Dear Mr. President can you tell me that? How can we rise when we trapped? How can we decide when we trapped? How can we ride when we trapped? How can it be fine when we trapped? Dear Mr. President can you tell me that? I can't understand There anger We have lived here In so many years Still we strangers They want to kill us We all in danger Is clear that they hate us God can you safe us Will we stay trapped Should we make a payback So they can't layback They talk about there help But this is a prison cell in hell Talk about welfare But they never cared No money no home No help all alone Lived on his own Living on the street Now he screaming fuck peace Then he killed and come to death row Still he couldn't laylow And he is dead now The true story for the ghetto seeds The true story for the ghetto seeds How can we rise when we trapped? How can we decide when we trapped? How can we ride when we trapped? How can it be fine when we trapped? Dear Mr. President can you tell me that? How can we rise when we trapped? How can we decide when we trapped? How can we ride when we trapped? How can it be fine when we trapped? Dear Mr. President can you tell me that? Now what's the next step God please bless All the ghetto's worldwide Just let me ride on the westside I wondering is it the end Or is just beginned I know we sinned But everybody deserve a second chance Even know somebody is hard to stand Cause nobody is perfect But we gotta help them who's work it Cause somebody definitly deserve it Cause if we ain't help each other The story end just like my brother So what we gotta do is, We gotta help and change. The true story for the ghetto seeds How can we rise when we trapped? How can we decide when we trapped? How can we ride when we trapped? How can it be fine when we trapped? Dear Mr. President can you tell me that? How can we rise when we trapped? How can we decide when we trapped? How can we ride when we trapped? How can it be fine when we trapped? Dear Mr. President can you tell me that? How can we rise when we trapped? How can we decide when we trapped? How can we ride when we trapped? How can it be fine when we trapped? Dear Mr. President can you tell me that? How can we rise when we trapped? How can we decide when we trapped? How can we ride when we trapped? How can it be fine when we trapped? Dear Mr. President can you tell me that?