Trap
English
Aggressive, confident, and assertive with undertones of vulnerability.
Parties, clubs, and motivational settings where high energy is required.
Utilizes heavy bass, hi-hats, and a syncopated rhythm; features rapid-fire delivery and catchy hooks.
እምቧ በይ ላሚቱ: ላሚቱ እምቧ በይ ላሚቱ እምቧ በይ ላሚቱ: ላሚቱ ኮርማ ዎላጅቱ እምቧ በይ ላሚቱ: ላሚቱ እምቧ በይ ላሚቱ እምቧ በይ ላሚቱ: ላሚቱ ኮርማ ዎላጅቱ አይላክብሽም ኦሆ: ህመሜም ቢፀና አይላክብሽም ኦሆ: ህመሜም ቢፀና ከልቤ ዎድያ ሰው አሄ: አያውቅሽምና ከልቤ ዎድያ ሰው አሄ: አያውቅሽምና ልቤ ቁልፍ ኖሮት ኦሆ: የሚከፈት ቢሆን ልቤ ቁልፍ ኖሮት ኦሆ: የሚከፈት ቢሆን ትረጂልኝ ነበር አሄ: ላንቺ እንዴት እንደሆን ትረጂልኝ ነበር አሄ: ላንቺ እንዴት እንደሆን አላኮርፍም ነበር ኦሆ: አልቆጣም ነበር አላኮርፍም ነበር ኦሆ: አልቆጣም ነበር ስለይ መናፈቄን አሄ: አውቄው ነበር ስለይ መናፈቄን አሄ: አውቄው ነበር እምቧ በይ ላሚቱ: ላሚቱ እምቧ በይ ላሚቱ እምቧ በይ ላሚቱ: ላሚቱ ኮርማ ዎላጅቱ እምቧ በይ ላሚቱ: ላሚቱ እምቧ በይ ላሚቱ እምቧ በይ ላሚቱ: ላሚቱ ኮርማ ዎላጅቱ ከተራራው ዎዲያ ኦሆ: የምትታይኝ ደርሰሽ ከዚያ ማዶ ኦሆ: የምትናፍቂኝ በህልሜም በውኔም አሄ: ትዝ የምትይኝ እንድመጣ ነው ዎይ አሄ: አውሬ እንዲበላኝ ልቤ እንደመንደዱ ኦሆ: ፍምም አልወረደው ልቤ እንደመንደዱ ኦሆ: ፍምም አልወረደው እህል እየበላ አሄ: ውሃ እያበረደው እህል እየበላ አሄ: ውሃ እያበረደው እምቧ በይ ላሚቱ: ላሚቱ እምቧ በይ ላሚቱ እምቧ በይ ላሚቱ: ላሚቱ ኮርማ ዎላጅቱ አልችል አለ አንጀቴን ኦሆ: ባፅናና ባፅናና አልችል አለ አንጀቴን ኦሆ: ባፅናና ባፅናና ተነሳብኝ ፍቅርሽ አሄ: ዘንድሮም እንዳምና ተነሳብኝ ፍቅርሽ አሄ: ዘንድሮም እንዳምና እባክህ ቁልቁለት ኦሆ: አትገፍትረኝ እባክህ ቁልቁለት ኦሆ: አትገፍትረኝ ፍቅርዬን ሸኝቼ አሄ: ቆሜያለው ደክሞኝ ፍቅርዬን ሸኝቼ አሄ: ቆሜያለው ከፍቶኝ መጣሁም አንድ ነው ኦሆ: ቀረሁም አንድ ነው መጣሁም አንድ ነው ኦሆ: ቀረሁም አንድ ነው እንዲሁ መሃል ላይ አሄ: መዋለል ምንድነው እንዲሁ መሃል ላይ አሄ: መዋለል ምንድነው የሌለኝን ሁሉ ኦሆ: አለኝ ስል ከርሜ የሌለኝን ሁሉ ኦሆ: አለኝ ስል ከርሜ ቃል-አባይ አረግሽኝ አሄ: ውሸት ሆነ ህልሜ ቃል-አባይ አረግሽኝ አሄ ውሸት ሆነ ህልሜ እምቧ በይ ላሚቱ: ላሚቱ እምቧ በይ ላሚቱ እምቧ በይ ላሚቱ: ላሚቱ ኮርማ ዎላጅቱ እምቧ በይ: እምቧ በይ ላሜ ቦራ ይብላኝ እንጂ: ጅቡ ካንቺ ጋራ ይብላኝ እንጂ: ጅቡ ካንቺ ጋራ እምቧ በይ: እምቧ በይ ላሜ ቦራ ይብላኝ እንጂ: ጅቡ ካንቺ ጋራ ይብላኝ እንጂ: ጅቡ ካንቺ ጋራ ዉ…
[Verse 1] (Skrrt!) I’m posted on the block where the fiends flock, Got that white girl wrapped in a Ziploc, Feds creepin’, but my Glock stay cocked, If you play with mine, we turn your block to a parkin’ lot. Hunnid bands in my Amiris saggin’, Diamonds dancin’ like I’m trappin’ in Manhattan, Loyalty? Nah, these n****s all actors, Snitch get stitched, leave ’em leakin’ like a fractured capacitor. [Pre-Chorus] Bentley tints black, can’t see my profile, B*hes wanna ride, but they ain’t ridin’ for free**, I came from the mud, now my wrist on E.T., If the money ain’t right, then the choppa gon’ speak. [Chorus] Ghost ride the bag, n**, we stackin’ the cheddar**, Two-tone Rollie, my time’s 24-karat weather, If you ain’t ’bout that life, then don’t pull up to the set, bruh, We send shots through the air like a muhf*in’ text, bruh!** (Yeah! Yeah!) [Verse 2] Hellcat purrin’, I’m skippin’ the county, Plug in Tijuana, he ship me a mountain, B*hes call me “Daddy” ’cause I’m splurgin’ they accounts**, But cross me? You’ll end up missin’ like a discount coupon. I’m too gutter, my vibe too reckless, Got the .40 tucked where the sun don’t bless it, Bro said, “Stay low,” but I’m too iconic, They hate ’cause I flipped a brick to a penthouse chronic. [Bridge] Pray to God, but the devil my lawyer, Every move I make got the feds annoyed, yeah, Trappin’ out the Tesla, no keys, just voice control, If loyalty’s a drug, then these n****s overdosed. [Chorus] Ghost ride the bag, n**, we stackin’ the cheddar**, Two-tone Rollie, my time’s 24-karat weather, If you ain’t ’bout that life, then don’t pull up to the set, bruh, We send shots through the air like a muhf*in’ text, bruh!** (Brrt! Brrt!) [Outro] (Yeah, Pi’erre, they ain’t ready for this one…) Codeine dreams, but I’m wide awake, N****s talkin’ tough, but they fish fillet, Run up on me? You get carried away, This ain’t trap music—this a muhf*in’ trap ballet**. (Skrrt!)
(deep male vocal) [Verse 1] (Skrrt!) I’m posted on the block where the fiends flock, Got that white girl wrapped in a Ziploc, Feds creepin’, but my Glock stay cocked, If you play with mine, we turn your block to a parkin’ lot. Hunnid bands in my Amiris saggin’, Diamonds dancin’ like I’m trappin’ in Manhattan, Loyalty? Nah, these n****s all actors, Snitch get stitched, leave ’em leakin’ like a fractured capacitor. [Pre-Chorus] Bentley tints black, can’t see my profile, B*hes wanna ride, but they ain’t ridin’ for free**, I came from the mud, now my wrist on E.T., If the money ain’t right, then the choppa gon’ speak. [Chorus] Ghost ride the bag, n**, we stackin’ the cheddar**, Two-tone Rollie, my time’s 24-karat weather, If you ain’t ’bout that life, then don’t pull up to the set, bruh, We send shots through the air like a muhf*in’ text, bruh!** (Yeah! Yeah!) [Verse 2] Hellcat purrin’, I’m skippin’ the county, Plug in Tijuana, he ship me a mountain, B*hes call me “Daddy” ’cause I’m splurgin’ they accounts**, But cross me? You’ll end up missin’ like a discount coupon. I’m too gutter, my vibe too reckless, Got the .40 tucked where the sun don’t bless it, Bro said, “Stay low,” but I’m too iconic, They hate ’cause I flipped a brick to a penthouse chronic. [Bridge] Pray to God, but the devil my lawyer, Every move I make got the feds annoyed, yeah, Trappin’ out the Tesla, no keys, just voice control, If loyalty’s a drug, then these n****s overdosed. [Chorus] Ghost ride the bag, n**, we stackin’ the cheddar**, Two-tone Rollie, my time’s 24-karat weather, If you ain’t ’bout that life, then don’t pull up to the set, bruh, We send shots through the air like a muhf*in’ text, bruh!** (Brrt! Brrt!) [Outro] (Yeah, Pi’erre, they ain’t ready for this one…) Codeine dreams, but I’m wide awake, N****s talkin’ tough, but they fish fillet, Run up on me? You get carried away, This ain’t trap music—this a muhf*in’ trap ballet**. (Skrrt!)
(deep male vocal) [Verse 1] (Skrrt!) I’m posted on the block where the fiends flock, Got that white girl wrapped in a Ziploc, Feds creepin’, but my Glock stay cocked, If you play with mine, we turn your block to a parkin’ lot. Hunnid bands in my Amiris saggin’, Diamonds dancin’ like I’m trappin’ in Manhattan, Loyalty? Nah, these n****s all actors, Snitch get stitched, leave ’em leakin’ like a fractured capacitor. [Pre-Chorus] Bentley tints black, can’t see my profile, B*hes wanna ride, but they ain’t ridin’ for free**, I came from the mud, now my wrist on E.T., If the money ain’t right, then the choppa gon’ speak. [Chorus] Ghost ride the bag, n**, we stackin’ the cheddar**, Two-tone Rollie, my time’s 24-karat weather, If you ain’t ’bout that life, then don’t pull up to the set, bruh, We send shots through the air like a muhf*in’ text, bruh!** (Yeah! Yeah!) [Verse 2] Hellcat purrin’, I’m skippin’ the county, Plug in Tijuana, he ship me a mountain, B*hes call me “Daddy” ’cause I’m splurgin’ they accounts**, But cross me? You’ll end up missin’ like a discount coupon. I’m too gutter, my vibe too reckless, Got the .40 tucked where the sun don’t bless it, Bro said, “Stay low,” but I’m too iconic, They hate ’cause I flipped a brick to a penthouse chronic. [Bridge] Pray to God, but the devil my lawyer, Every move I make got the feds annoyed, yeah, Trappin’ out the Tesla, no keys, just voice control, If loyalty’s a drug, then these n****s overdosed. [Chorus] Ghost ride the bag, n**, we stackin’ the cheddar**, Two-tone Rollie, my time’s 24-karat weather, If you ain’t ’bout that life, then don’t pull up to the set, bruh, We send shots through the air like a muhf*in’ text, bruh!** (Brrt! Brrt!) [Outro] (Yeah, Pi’erre, they ain’t ready for this one…) Codeine dreams, but I’m wide awake, N****s talkin’ tough, but they fish fillet, Run up on me? You get carried away, This ain’t trap music—this a muhf*in’ trap ballet**. (Skrrt!)
[Verse 1] (Skrrt!) I’m posted on the block where the fiends flock, Got that white girl wrapped in a Ziploc, Feds creepin’, but my Glock stay cocked, If you play with mine, we turn your block to a parkin’ lot. Hunnid bands in my Amiris saggin’, Diamonds dancin’ like I’m trappin’ in Manhattan, Loyalty? Nah, these n****s all actors, Snitch get stitched, leave ’em leakin’ like a fractured capacitor. [Pre-Chorus] Bentley tints black, can’t see my profile, B*hes wanna ride, but they ain’t ridin’ for free**, I came from the mud, now my wrist on E.T., If the money ain’t right, then the choppa gon’ speak. [Chorus] Ghost ride the bag, n**, we stackin’ the cheddar**, Two-tone Rollie, my time’s 24-karat weather, If you ain’t ’bout that life, then don’t pull up to the set, bruh, We send shots through the air like a muhf*in’ text, bruh!** (Yeah! Yeah!) [Verse 2] Hellcat purrin’, I’m skippin’ the county, Plug in Tijuana, he ship me a mountain, B*hes call me “Daddy” ’cause I’m splurgin’ they accounts**, But cross me? You’ll end up missin’ like a discount coupon. I’m too gutter, my vibe too reckless, Got the .40 tucked where the sun don’t bless it, Bro said, “Stay low,” but I’m too iconic, They hate ’cause I flipped a brick to a penthouse chronic. [Bridge] Pray to God, but the devil my lawyer, Every move I make got the feds annoyed, yeah, Trappin’ out the Tesla, no keys, just voice control, If loyalty’s a drug, then these n****s overdosed. [Chorus] Ghost ride the bag, n**, we stackin’ the cheddar**, Two-tone Rollie, my time’s 24-karat weather, If you ain’t ’bout that life, then don’t pull up to the set, bruh, We send shots through the air like a muhf*in’ text, bruh!** (Brrt! Brrt!) [Outro] (Yeah, Pi’erre, they ain’t ready for this one…) Codeine dreams, but I’m wide awake, N****s talkin’ tough, but they fish fillet, Run up on me? You get carried away, This ain’t trap music—this a muhf*in’ trap ballet**. (Skrrt!)
[Verse] Hazy nights, neon glow, whiskey's my cologne, Dartin' through these streets where the devil makes his home. Pocket filled with dreams, empty wallet, gold tone. Chasin' after glory but I'm walkin' all alone. [Chorus] Feelin' like a cowboy, truth be my saddle, Life’s a wild beast, every day’s a battle. Silver chain swingin', heartbeat packs metal, Ride into the storm, let these shadows settle. [Verse 2] Spilled thoughts pour like liquor on the tile, Tongue sharp wit, razor blade smile. Sunset drips, bleedin' out for a while, But I'm still here, fueled by heartbreak style. [Bridge] Mirror cracked, reflect the chaos in my blood, Flooded veins pump lightning, born of mud. Turn pain to platinum, turn ash into buds, I’m the phoenix climbin' back from the flood. [Chorus] Feelin' like a cowboy, truth be my saddle, Life’s a wild beast, every day’s a battle. Silver chain swingin', heartbeat packs metal, Ride into the storm, let these shadows settle. [Verse 3] Echoes of a past life haunt my step's tread, Had to bury hopes deep, skeletons in my head. Every scar on my soul, words I never said, Yet the path I walk glows where the fearless bled.
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(JAMAICAN voice) [Intro] Yeah, yeah… Dem never know di pain we feel (mmm) Real tings mi witness inna di streets Still ah fight, still ah rise [Chorus] Mi still deh yah, still a push through di rain Still ah smile though mi heart full ah pain Nuff time mi lose, mi cya bawl in vain Jah guide mi step, mi cya fall again [Verse 1] Bare tribulations, mi affi stay strong Dem waan see mi fail but mi keep movin’ on Mi memba hungry days, memba times mi did poor Neva have nothin’ but mi dreams mi adore Now mi up now, but mi nah forget Di nights mi affi sleep pon di cold cement Mi bredda dem gone, mi cya see dem again So mi live fi di cause, mi go hard fi di ends [Pre-Chorus] Dem cya stop mi, dem cya break mi Real warrior, mi know seh Jah save mi Mi see fake friend, mi see real snake But mi still hold firm, mi nuh move fake [Chorus] Mi still deh yah, still a push through di rain Still ah smile though mi heart full ah pain Nuff time mi lose, mi cya bawl in vain Jah guide mi step, mi cya fall again [Verse 2] Man rise from di struggle like mi name King David Real life lessons, nuff tings mi sacred Mi see family switch, mi see friend turn ghost Mi keep mi heart cold, mi cya trust no soul Still mi keep pushin’, still mi keep grind Mi ah fight fi di youths, mi ah fight fi mi time Dem ah talk but mi know seh mi bless Every loss is a lesson, mi cya feel no stress [Outro] Mmm yeah… still here, still here Jah guide mi, mi cya feel fear Still here, still here Life real but mi cya shed tear
[Verse] كل كلمة كتبها كانت حروفها تسود ضحكة زائفة فعلاً والوجوه كلها بلود يد عالكتف لكن السكين بالخلف موجود كانوا بينا أحباب، أنا اللي الطعنة بعدها مسعود [Chorus] شكل الصحبة سراب، اشرب منه يجرح حناك قلوب من حجر وعيون كلها نفاق طريقي مليان شوك، والغيم ضايع في الأفاق بس لسه الأمل حي، الضحك بعد الأحزان مذاق [Bridge] تحت القمر القاسي، دموع فوق الحجر ندور على الحنين لكن الأبواب بلا بشر شمس جديدة تشرق تحكي للقلب صبر جرحي صار فن، والخيانة بقيت خبر [Verse] كل واحد دوره مسرحية بلا سوى النفاق بلبس تاج، والصدق بلا كيما بيعلا كنت أوراق بيضا، هم اللي كسوها غبار خلوني وحيد لكن بحولي نوصل للقمر [Chorus] شكل الصحبة سراب، اشرب منه يجرح حناك قلوب من حجر وعيون كلها نفاق طريقي مليان شوك، والغيم ضايع في الأفاق بس لسه الأمل حي، الضحك بعد الأحزان مذاق [Outro] يا دنيا خدي درس من وجعي وصوتي أكتب بيد مرتعشة لكنها أقوى من صوتي لو الصحبة زيف، فالقلب صادق بسكوتي الطريق طويل، والجرح صار بيوت حكايتي
[Verse] دموعي تتسابق مع الأيام على الحلم اللي راح وضاع الأحلام كتبت وجعي على الورق والآلام كل صفحة تسألني، بهالمين تلام؟ [Bridge] نظرة من الماضي كأنها ضوء القمر تحرك فيا حكايات وكسرت الحجر كل نغمة في الأوتار تروي انفجار قلب مشتاق للفرح ولاقتصار [Chorus] يا زمان اشهد على الجروح اللي فاقوا ليل طويل والذكريات بلا فراقوا كالرمل في الصحرا تذوب وما تستفاقوا قلبي يناجيك، بس ليش العيون تتراقوا؟ [Verse 2] همسات الريح عندها أسراري تحمل روحي للمجهول في قراري عروقي ضاعت بين العتمة ونواري بنيت أملا على الحزن كأنه داويني [Bridge] القلب يلعب بي زي طفل بريء يتقلب بين الألم وحزن دفين زي الموسيقى تعزف في عز سكوت روس الرياح تحكي عن حلم يموت [Chorus] يا زمان اشهد على الجروح اللي فاقوا ليل طويل والذكريات بلا فراقوا كالرمل في الصحرا تذوب وما تستفاقوا قلبي يناجيك، بس ليش العيون تتراقوا؟
Yo, Odyssey, I caught you slippin', now it's time to expose, Actin' grown on Discord, but you’re 12—everybody knows. Geek squad leader, talkin’ big with your typos, Still thinkin’ you’re a boss with your mom’s Wi-Fi code. (Chorus) Odyssey, Odyssey, boy, you’re just a fuckin’ joke, Actin’ like you tough, but you soft—man, you broke. Geeked up, tweaked up, always in the chat, But everybody mutin’ ‘cause you talkin’ straight shit. (Verse 2) Always talkin’ numbers like you run the whole shit, But you’re cryin’ in the VC when you lose—what a bitch. Typing in all caps like you tryna prove a point, But your jokes all land drier than a fuckin’ joint. (Bridge) You’re immature, insecure, man, you gotta chill, Still beggin’ for a role while we tryna keep it real. You a kid with a keyboard, actin’ all wild, But your bedtime’s 9—bro, you just a damn child. (Outro) So pack it up, Odyssey, your run is all through, Come back in six years when your balls finally grew.