CRHYME SINDICATE vs. MIND OVER BODY
Topical : Trapped


“The Grand Rap Trap”

welcome to the music business…

deep n my soul I got da hunger for mo after eatin cats at a house party show
if da cash flo reflects my success then of course I need it, I must hav dat doe
makes no sense 2 say no, shit no, cents is pesos, enuf gathered is a payroll
since im tryna get a big say-so, I need 2 be greedy and start a bankroll
flip it…come bak then make loans, gain sum take home n stay paid full
rather then b a victim of circumstance trapped, ima b da one 2 take souls
industry vamps suk harts dry n even leev bone marrow siphoned
being narrow minded… theres no chance of hope n no way 2 find it
paradise can b leased 4 a price, all dat island sunlite can leev u blinded
but my sight?...my vision?...ill try 2 defy it! im on point like an arrow guided
if ever n a denero crisis, im ai-ite goin bak 2 da neighborhood dat i lived
chillin at home with a wife, kids, the white fence...the private life shit
ive ben told those used 2 holdin c-notes wont return 2 dem streets broke
instead they sell their souls for hot singles, loose ho's and lots of c- oke
not everything can be controlled, one can only play the hand u hold
trust me i know...yo...we all believe that we wont be the ones to fold
dont b lured by da money, da dames, da druggies, dope buggies or fame
they’re all priveledges and perks...but this job is work and its all a game
r u willing 2 play? theres alliances n broken ties, triumf and hopeless times
dyin and growth of life, all suplied if ya signin, autografin thos dotted lines
ask da best...success n excess leads to unrest…and much stress 2 depress
mo money, mo problems...often no funding or solvin so we robbn wit teks
more often then not today, the main vets trade respect for paychecks
they drained payments, now these brain deads sank depths over great debts
should’ve paid less for the gray lex., eight ‘vettes and gay plane/jet
its insane that bank comes and goes quick enough to maim n break necks
its safe 2 say the only way to escape is to fail…or do a child porno tape
retire early…or die in a hail of bullets…formally our normal fate
whatever the case, we were born irate, so however high the stakes…
ima wait n reign as da great, ‘till dat new face comes and takes my place
watch ya neck n expect da same, protect ya space n just respect da game
stay awake, this is a dangerous trade but dont reflect just da danger n rage
it’s a tricky game, traps r laid at all times, only da fit survive, go decide
if its worth da risk, go along 4 da ride, jus buckle up n keep ur arms inside

…and wait that muhfucka out…whatchu got 2 lose……its only ur life???…


…supervillain of the crhyme sindicate…