Slick Rick

Slick Rick - Trapped in Me songtekst

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[Slick Rick]

Yeah kid..



Well first of all, sit your, cause I'm Victor

The Ruler decorate a record just like a picture

Slicker licker isn't this vigorous

Motherfucker too Don Suave for any nigga it's

I sold that offender

Short killer note is that I wrote a tremendous

Old neighborhood chow, now Rick vow

even rich niggaz must bow now

Extrordinarily handsome, grandson

Pack your bags, suitcase out the mansion

Any time that you wish that - I flow that

A whole bunch of big shots bums, now you know that

Opinions, wifepiece - hers fat

You wish a rapper could be better than perfect

Candidate, who talk shit anyway

And this is what most bitch walk this planet say



	Ricky your rappin is trapped in me

	Ricky your rappin is trapped in me

	Your rappin is trapped in me

	Your vocals is trapped in me

	Your voice gets trapped in me

	Your lyrics is trapped in me

	Your vocals is trapped in me..



Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Fecal sick of it, through the thick of it

Even my cat like, "Ricky you the nigga kid"

Certain rappers earned thou on shit

Watch them nigga ass squirm now in front Rick

How dare you figure it out one come fair

Nigga career, buried now somewhere

Gladys Pips and off her, force her

Even back when I was the fattest shit the world saw

DJ, attack the eight track

White black motherfuckin men RCA jacks

Royal, holla me, all y'all know I lead you

Follow me, all four

Centerpiece, narrow in the shit ass

White House bounces off the power that the kid has

While other rap plunderin under ya

You incredible, unstoppable wonder you

Candidate, who talk shit anyway

And this is what most bitch walk this planet say



	Ricky your vocals is trapped in me

	Rick your voice gets trapped in me

	Ricky your lyrics is trapped in me

	Ricky your rappin is trapped in me

	Rick your voice gets trapped in me

	Ricky your style gets lost in me

	Ricky your lovin gets trapped to a T



Eyepatch and kneel, don't well that's a heel

Can't even go to the bathroom mat for real

Vision, won't patch eye kiss of the

three gay niggaz pushin up like prisoner

Can't stand it - and the Ricky is organic

On the real, got too much style for this planet

Woman hard mark, old charcoal nigga

don't make me get the jewels start sparkle

Anytime you hear the La-Di-Da-Di start

bitch underwear been flung off the bodypart

And find, they assembling grand rhyme

Can't find, I'm overwhelming to mankind

Why discrepancies erupt to

and play with intelligence you cannot measure up to

Candidate, who talk shit anyway

And this is what most bitch walk this planet say



	Ricky your rap gets trapped in me

	Ricky your vocals get trapped in me

	Rick your voice gets trapped in me

	Ricky your lyrics get trapped in me

	Ricky your lovin gets trapped in me

	Ricky your style gets trapped in me

	Ricky your lovin gets rocked in me..
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