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swisha t - trapped lyrics

[verse 1: swisha t]
i knew a kid that was so twisted in the brain
he would sit alone and talk to always sniffin’ his cocaine
was imprisoned by shame, had so many insecurities
he had so much potential, but he felt like he was worthless he
couldn’t shake the d-mn depression, he would lack expression
a blank look is all i got when i would ask a question
self-destructive, he was banging hoes without protection
slapped a couple up and got some charges filed against him
swore that he would quit, but fell in love with his addiction
carrying syringes anywhere that he would visit
he was scared and he was timid, so embarr-ssed of his image
and when i tried to help him, he didn’t care or even listen
thought he had it all, but now he’s losing faith
wakes up in the days like “what the f-ck is there to do today”
like a game of chess he’s feeling cornered with no moves to make
now he’s out of options, i don’t think think that he’ll recuperate

[hook: swisha t]
this pain ain’t gonna fall on my face no more
and i can’t breathe when i’m drowning
too many debts for me to settle the score
i feel like i can’t move on without this
put your picture on my wall
and i can’t even watch you
i’m too caught up in my own regrets
but i won’t forget that they locked you

[verse 2: swisha t]
he’d stay at home until his room became a prison
incarcerating daily, unable to make decisions
put his pen down to the paper to start crafting
knew the art of rapping, he really had raw talent
but lately been all challenges
life has been off balance
everytime he’d drop a rhyme, all his homies would start laughing
that’s when he lost p-ssion, he started hanging with crack addicts
hit the lowest point in his life and had a crash landing
don’t wanna put the effort in, he’d rather half–ss it
constantly at war with himself, now that’s a bad habit
he’s doing things that you never would imagine
pimping underage women just to keep his paper stack
and if his mother only knew what her only son has become
she would probably lock herself in a room, pick up a gun
struggled that she worked as a single mother to raise him
whoever would’ve thought that her son was the sp-wn of satan

[verse 3: swisha t, johnny bravo]
he’s getting worse, falling deeper into depression
threatening his life ’cause he’s feigning for the attention
forgetting all the people that love him he’d be affecting
in his mind it didn’t mean nothing he’s slowly reaching for his weapon
before he went to grab it, he made a final confession
whimpered and cried and then he said with expression
i hate you for everything that was wrong in my life
do you know what growing up without a father was like?
every girl i ever loved stuck my heart with a knife
and you’re expecting me to run, shake it off with a smile
i’m not made for this i can’t take this sh-t my motivation is crumbled
all i know is somebody has got to pay for this
he goes silent, he never crashed his bed
tried to roll an l, but he ripped his last zig-zag
finally put the gun up to his head to blow this sh-t back
but he ain’t getting out so d-mn easy ’cause the clip jammed

[hook]
this pain ain’t gonna fall on my face no more
and i can’t breathe when i’m drowning
too many bets for me to settle the score
i feel like i can’t move on without this
put your picture on my wall
and i can’t even watch you
i’m too caught up in my own regrets
but i won’t forget that they locked you

- swisha t lyrics

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