Tony Campana - Trapped lyrics

[Intro: Eminem] Big Proof, rest in peace Doody We love you, we just wanna keep making you proud [Verse: Proof] My life is trapped in these lines, that's why I'm packin' these nines I gotta rap I ain't dyin', that's in the back on my mind Got a strap made of iron, can't relax on this grind Bendin' over backwards for these slackers til I'm snappin' my spine Naturally, I gotta focus on these bogus poachers Lookin' over my shoulder, Proof get it poppin' like shoulder Hold up (We nothin' but soldiers), slow up (This gun is loaded) Roll up (They beef and we leavin' 'em coked up) If Slim say it I spray it, if he will it I k** it We Kilpatrick and Ilitch of Detroit, y'all can feel it Got this gun on my wasteline, and woah we don't waste time Ja, man he can't take a punch and 50 can take nine We got School Craft here at the 7, 8, and Dexter I'm up in Holly, spendin' dollas, ain't feelin' no pressure Yes sir, your texture is b**h, betcha ya flinch When Proof shoot up they coup, and waste your whole clique