Layin' Down Da Trap

Layin' Down Da Trap

(Excerpt from "Sting of The Serpent")

And the prophecy read that

One day like the pheonix rose from the ashes

That a boy will be born unto a family in the slums

This boy will go on and use the knowledge that he gains

While fighting for survival in the streets

To become a crack leader

And in time that boy will grow to become King!!!!!!

[Verse 1]

Time to ride nigga (Just Blaze!!)

I welcome you and get acquainted with the youngest in charge

Respected from East to West like he was running the mob

Dictating, ain't taking orders from no one but God

I know you niggaz is broke 'cause I know what you charge

Them niggaz wishing for a Phantom it's one in my garage

It's black as legary right next to the black Ferrari

You niggaz ain't getting money off of rapping I'm sorry

Fuck the rep went and spent 60 large on a Harley

'Cause where he stay 10,012 feet not hardly

Now you see that we ain't able to compete, now arewe?

And pardon me I'm giving you the Westside story

Of the A, where I stay and niggaz stay down for me

You want to play, have you gay niggaz lay down for me

And get a order for killers to spray rounds for me

Competition, you ain't considered; you rapping, you bore me

You reppin the A horribly

Must I say more importantly

[Chorus: repeat 8X]

The king back!

[T.I.]

Ay, man y'all niggaz got me way too fucked up, you understand that?

What you need to do is homeboy

You need to go back and grab I'm Serious you know

You need to get familiar with Dope Boys and see where

all these niggaz got they style

See where that trap shit came from

Then you need to graduate to mother fucking In Da Streets Vol.1-3

Then you need to go to Trap Muzik, I got locked up for a second

Then grab Urban Legend and now to bring you up to speed

[Verse 2]

Who knew you could fit on your wrist a whole pound of diamonds

I'm number one on the list while you clowns are climbing

Wishing to be in positions that you found that I'm in

Since you niggaz do what it say I'm world renowned than sign me

If Jay handled the clay and around the time

I delivered a bad day when 4 5's were spiraling

I care the least about police and the fireman siren

Ambulance ain't gon stand a chance in reviving

DOA amend the beef will cease upon my arriving

Paramedics yell clear and your flat line silent

You ain't ready for out here 'cause the lifestyle violent

You think you is, you must be living on Fantasy Island

Your mammies mad, get your ass wiped out like Thailand

Hit my phone and got what left and hit the three while you following

You say you want to release and go to war with the finest

Need you be reminded, want it with Your Highness?

[Chorus]

[T.I.]

Ay man I know y'all niggaz still in the trap everyday

Still man I know y'all don't see nothing but the projects nothing but grits

But listen

Make no mother fucking mistake man

I still wiil shoot up my mother fucking self, AK and

45 nigga on side nigga

And come see 'bout niggaz you understand

But I don't want to do that 'cause I respect that shit y'all doing

I started that shit

I made that shit cool

I made these niggaz want to be you nigga

Nigga respect this shit!!!!