Poetic - d**htrap lyrics

[Intro: Masta Ace] The Masta, the Ace-Inc Lost is the ghetto dweller trapped in a cage There's no way out of the d**h trap [Hook: Frukwan] You can't come back No matter what you do when you fall in a d**h trap You can't come back No matter what you do when you fall [Verse 1: Frukwan] Time and time again life's getting shorter Fear in the air what appears is the porter A n***a named Stef, was shooting up meth With some coke, had a stroke, so I chilled for his d**h Time has arrived, fallen one mine All the sin stepping in on my face is a grin Another dumb vic once moved now stiff Grabbed em by the wrist, come to the abyss Meet Katie, abortion was known with this lady A Ph.D. many degrees had Mercedes Car. She took it to a bar got lit Like a skunk got drunk, danced with a punk Boom, she took the car to the n***a's pad She didn't want to kick it so the b**h got stabbed Wrong place and wrong time don't exist no more Or for, according to the Gravedigga law So watch what you do 'fore a fool talks back And behold, riding on your shoulders a d**h Trap [Hook] [Verse 2: RZA] This crab named Black, brother sell up crack And it's a natural fact, in his pockets he had stacks Bad a** Beamer he drove, cause he sold his soul To get a hold of the chrome and gold True, he felt good as he walked his hood Being hunted every night, like a bear in the woods See cops play the role of a fox If they catch your a** out on the block hot It's back to the penalty box But Black was the type that was like "Yo f** the C-cipher, I got to get papes, every night" Chills but you can't for k**s C-Cipher, ain't the only n***as on the bill He had like a quarter mil stashed on him With the click, came through, and he blasted em So perhaps you're catching mad snap like that n***a Black, smack, but you caught by the d**h trap [Hook] [Verse 3: Too Poetic] Lizzie had a body like a Lexus Coupe Her step-father, was robbing the cradle banging her boots Her heartbeat increased at night she couldn't sleep Daddy dearest, was bringing her grief between sheets Deep scars invaded her soul force and mind Six years of torture started at age nine At age sixteen already an old maid It seems, she was caught like Freddy in a bad dream Meanwhile her body is being defiled Telling her mother, only brought a stage of denial Moms telling pops to low-down Led to a showdown, for a week sh** slowed down But one night overcome by lust Father Dukes tried to score just one more thrust He should've held back cause Lizzie got an axe Gave his dick forty whacks and threw his a** in the d**h.... [Outro: Frukwan] You can't come back