I find no happiness in anything It seems as if my life really has no meaning I'm fucking trapped in this reality And nothing feels real, I'm fucking trapped Trapped
It was a murder, Jake just hit the corner people swarmin' Three in the mornin' I jumped out my cab like fuck Niggaz is buck, mega bloodshed, the tapes
[scratching of the words "Refuse to lose"] [Verse 1] Here's ya ticket, ain't nothing more sick than terror dome I walk the path of righteous even when
this world spinnin' Before you started you was finished, dehydrated and deplenished Niggaz is all washed up without a swallow in they cup 'Cuz every time a chicken cluck, you trickin' a buck
of talking/skit * [Nas] It was a murder Jake just hit the corner people swarming Three in the morning I jumped out my cab like "Fuck, niggaz is buck
talking/skit * [Nas] It was a murder Jake just hit the corner people swarming Three in the morning I jumped out my cab like "Fuck, niggaz is buck,"
judge, "I couldn't get a job; and if I did, $4.75 an hour ain't enough to feed my kid" Seems like a plot to keep me trapped inside a ghetto maze And it
Transmitted, through mice and pigeons I know, I know my life I'm livin with wife and children I know my rights I'm given ain't righteous livin A blind
