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last jazz club - caught up in a trap lyrics

last jazz club – “caught up in a trap”
[emcee(s): veks]
[producer(s): mike b]
[scratches: mike b]

[intro (overlapped with hook): veks]
let’s take it back

[bridge (overlapped with intro): samples with scratches by mike b]
“caught up in the system”
“caught up in the system with rap sheets for miles”

[verse 1: veks]
uh, yo, i was
mentally prepared, just wasn’t really credentially
there, had nowhere to look, i’d hesitantly stare, ask
myself, “it’s getting me where?” felt in it my chest and the air
how could the universe just let this be fair?
‘cause through all the hardships, yo, there’s gotta be a light
but i’m bumping in the wrong sh-t that i wanted to be right
and, one day, they’ll understand—that’s why i’m talking to mic—to let
you know this is the farthest that i’ve gotten in my life, like
i’ll never elevate until i’ve reached my peak
and when that time comes to celebrate, then i’ll be released
at the least, just give me a piece, pretty please. got my
family writing on the streets despite what the city thinks
we’re living things, so don’t just watch us swerve like worms
i’ve learned like nerds. it hurts, i slur my words
only choosing the life that i live to double my worth
so it’s only right that the kid just crumbles like earth

[hook: veks and samples with scratches by mike b]
[veks] (x2)
if i had
everything in the world, i’d want to give it back
i’d rather be a free spirit than wander with the pack
all i need is to explain to you my conscious in the track just
like that. ayyo, we’re caught up in a trap
[samples with scratches by mike b]
“caught up in the system with rap sheets for miles” (x2)

[verse 2: veks]
uh, ‘cause i don’t
think that i could take this madness. i hate these f-ggots and maggots
just wishing they would “fly away” like lenny kravitz
and manage to land in a place where they’re lost and abandoned
while i’m relaxed and trapped in a hammock, crossing semantic
thoughts are so damaged, and, somehow, i had lost the advantage
still, whenever i was hungry, someone tossed me a sandwich and coffee
you’re savage for taking it off of the hands, and it’s wrong. if it
happens, guess i’ll be gone. i’m just vanished but damaged
a trip, a person you think can handle their sh-t
sometimes, it be a spineless snake or a scandalous b-tch. it’s like
they only want a piece, so they’re just grabbing your bits, and i ain’t
having no fits, i do know where my sanity is, but half
of these kids are urging me to grab me some clips
packing menace, i’ll pull back and it cl!cks, cl!cks

[interlude: veks]
sh-t. f-ck, man. why it always gotta be like this? it’s just life, uh

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