Trapped Songtext
von Dizzee Rascal

Yeah, aight
Aight, it′s loud in my headphones man
Aight, huh? (Turn it down then)
Yeah, hehe
Yeah, yeah!
What'd you say? (How comes you sound like that?)
Because I′m really on somethin'
Bring back in two minutes
Yeah

I'm on the search for big boy six figure deals
House on the hills, some brand new wheels
Lovin′ up three square meals
No gimmicks, no frills
Dirtee Stank is the label
Able to prey on the scene on the mic
Fellas still runnin′ 'round in the rat race
Must really wanna stay trapped


But I′m on the search for big boy six figure deals
House on the hills, some brand new wheels
Lovin' up three square meals
No gimmicks, no frills
Dirtee Stank is the label
Able to prey on the scene on the mic
Fellas still runnin′ 'round in the rat race (pussyo)
Must really wanna stay trapped

We gettin′ paid for prime directs
I make easy six figures to flex, you should be vexed
MC a low, sue you
If you isn't stomping you, I wanna recruit you
Takin' me, fight my boy, been crook, and you know it
Well on my way to a million
You′re still on your way to the Palace Pavilion
Tryna get a cack up my leg, I′ll boot you
I never shot crack, never had to
But I'll shoot you if I have to, please
You will have to breeze


Look, he′s raw, punched all better the responsive face
That I smash with ease
Hot sweater, sauce teller on the mic
So gassed, I put tri Sangala on the mic, alright
Keep playing your game, I'll do the same
But I better make cuts with my cheese (ching)
You′re fast for G's
Still you dicks are not teased
I started the race ages ago
When I ran the track, came back, you′re still on your knees

Wait, hold up, freeze
You're at a closed door, I'm on the keys
So I′ll let you carry on knockin′
No stoppin', I′ll carry on, let you these
On why youtes sit up on the riddim
I'll beatbox on the vinyl

Bust mad rough talk on the mic, rude walk on the mic
Still beef with 16 lives on the mic
If a MC, hundred times on the mic
From the first to the final
When I′m at school stressed
I'm one of the best with letter unknown denial

I′m on the search for big boy six figure deals
House on the hills, some brand new wheels
Lovin' up three square meals
No gimmicks, no frills
Dirtee Stank is the label
Able to prey on the scene on the mic
Fellas still runnin' ′round in the rat race
Must really wanna stay trapped

But I′m on the search for big boy six figure deals
House on the hills, some brand new wheels
Lovin' up three square meals
No gimmicks, no frills
Dirtee Stank is the label
Able to prey on the scene on the mic
Fellas still runnin′ 'round in the rat race
Must really wanna stay trapped

Rude boy, we ain′t the same
I back the beef, you just chat the beef
You act chi-chi
We had one mate similar
You're like a wack QV home cinema
Surround sound, I could just about hear ya
Yappin′ away, just rappin' the same
You don't want no qualms, can′t be soft
You don′t want no arms, I'm tellin′ ya

Like you don't already know
Like you weren′t aware from day
But go ahead, play
Your little hat, show for the moment
You ain't even no worthy opponent, say
Acting, fooling the people
They′ll realise you're not evil
I wake up to the blatant fact
That you're not only phony, you′re also feeble

You can give ′em your Broken Silence, or it gets violence
Bait, or legal
And I think that's a brilliant plan, he a serious man
Can′t wait for the sequel
Congratulations are due
Jolly good, well done to your crew
Hopefully, one day, when I win a MOBO
I'll grow up to be just like you

You get me? These fakes, I can′t stand these fakes, man
These bruddas ain't rich
You ain′t big, you get me
It's all facade, it's all facade, man
Dickheads

I′m on the search for big boy six figure deals
House on the hills, some brand new wheels
Lovin′ up three square meals (yeah)
No gimmicks, no frills
Dirtee Stank is the label
Able to prey on the scene on the mic
Fellas still runnin' ′round in the rat race
Must really wanna stay trapped

But I'm on the search for big boy six figure deals (yeah)
House on the hills, some brand new wheels (yeah)
Lovin′ up three square meals
No gimmicks, no frills
Dirtee Stank is the label
Able to prey on the scene on the mic
Fellas still runnin' ′round in the rat race
Must really wanna stay trapped

Just keep up with your payments, pussyos
I'm about, I swear