The Trapper - Jonah Senzel

The trapper and the furrier went walking through paradise And all the animals lay clawless and toothless before them And all the mother's stepped away from their babies Leaving them open and easy to handle The trapper and the furrier went walking through paradise They took some for now and they got some for later And they marveled at the pelts, not a bullet hole in them And they filled up the cages with pets for their children What a strange, strange world we live in Where the good are damned and the wicked forgiven What a strange, strange world we live in Those who don't have lose, those who got get given More, more, more, more The owner and the manager went walking through paradise And all the shelves were filled with awards and achievements And on every corner, a power presentation And on every floor, an army of workers The owner and the manager went walking through paradise And all their charts showed so much promise and progress No sick days, no snow days, no unions, no taxes And they wandered towards home, kings of their castles What a strange, strange world we live in Where the good are damned and the wicked forgiven What a strange, strange world we live in Those who don't have lose, those who got get given More, more, more, more The lawyer and the pharmacist went walking through paradise And all the sick were around and with fevers unbreaking Crying and bleeding and coughing and shaking And arms out stretched, prescription collecting The lawyer and the pharmacist went walking through paradise Pressed suits in a courtroom, aroma of chloroform And they smiled at the judge, disposition so sunny Cause they didn't have the cure but sure needed the money What a strange, strange world we live in Where the good are damned and the wicked forgiven What a strange, strange world we live in Those who don't have lose, those who got get given More, more, more, more More, more, more, more More, more, more, more More, more, more, more More, more, more, more

Rocking fear Of GODS Cause only thing that I fear is GOD Clarity is VS1's These diamonds cleaner than a nun These niggas wanna shake my hand But really they some fucking fans I got these new Gucci on It's hard to do the running man Niggas running wit the hype Vlone wit the off white I was rocking prada back then Never did mikes Doing What I fucking like Fucking who the fuck i like Niggas had the hoop dreams but then i went n grabbed the mic Custom all the ice These niggas learning how to grind off of memes Gotta keep it trill these niggas ain't keep it real Like it seem Had to put on credit these racks be fucking up ah nigga jeans Birds of a feather You as real as the niggas on ya Team I went home n I was shagging Went to the hood n I was dragging Got these diamonds on dancing Niggas think that I went platinum No I'm not ya average rapper I'm your trappers favorite Trapper Diamonds on me dancing They Chris brown Not Michael Jackson What that mean Them bitches hitting Don't need flash on the pictures Either ya real or ya fake Ain't no middle Ain't no mixture Just because you ain't the boss don't mean that it's going stay that way My nigga about get 100 mill off a fade away Like a back wood wit 4 grams bitch I'm fully loaded My neighbors thought i had a lion nah That's just my motor You know kush is my cologne That's my favor Oder I only moved that draymond green Not that Lamar Odom Ain't worried bout bitches We keep em coming Get outta ya feelings n Get some money Get up on yo trap N stop being cruddy I don't know who yo is I don't fuck wit buddy Don't care bout niggas My bitches Love me Fuck all the judges Tell em GOD JUDGE me Fuck em we ball Till the law coming Straight to the top And we all coming

Uh-uh! We go hard in the south and we know it (bitch!) Sitting ass in a pub, bitch, we going (yeah, we-) In the streets smashing heads with them bottles (grr!) We don't got fucking feds, step on throttles That's the way that we getting over sadness (that we getting over) One day turn in a motherfucking madness (turnin' in a) That's the way that we getting over breakups (punks) One day choke on a vomit from the hiccups You got me wrong, I'm not the one that you wanna see when you up at night (bitch, I'm not) Unleashing the venom, I'ma get you when you in my sight (in my sight) Turning my bats in 'em fucking flying rats, they could fucking bite (bitch) Teeth full of parasite, teeth full of parasite I'm that stoner doom lover, bad bloke tripping Bitch, I know I'll soon hover, float, won't strap in In my wizard hat, 'bout to fuck a witch, busting Why my music mad? Bitch, I ain't no fucking Justin Lucid dreams where I'm fuckin Vickie Smith, and she swallowing Fill her mouth with my motherfucking dick, tits, they wiggling She my princess, she that one that I would pick out of million I'm her prince, and my chance is fucking big, 'cause I'm brilliant I'm that slavic motherfucker, drinking vodka, juice (yeah, bitch) I'ma squash you like a ciggie with my dirty shoes Drinking habbit, something I would never ever lose (know it, ayy) Bitch, you lost like Nemo, I'm a beast like Bruce I'm a slavic trapper, fucking bass slapper Beat's a meat, I'm the sauce, yeah, salt and pepper I'm a slavic trapper, fucking bass slapper Beat's a meat, I'm the sauce, yeah We go hard in the south and we know it (what?!) Sitting ass in a pub, bitch, we going (bitch!) In the streets smashing heads with them bottles (grr!) We don't got fucking feds, step on throttles We go hard, we go hard, we go hard (bitch!) We go hard, we go hard, we go hard (what?!) We go hard, we go hard, we go hard (bitch!) We go hard in the south and we know it

Yeah, when I was only seventeen I could hear the angels whispering So I drove into the woods and wandered aimlessly about Until I heard my mother shouting through the fog It turned out to be the howling of a dog Or a wolf to be exact The sound sent shivers down my back But I was drawn into the pack and before long They allowed me to join in and sing their song So from the cliffs and highest hills Yeah, we would gladly get our fill Howling endlessly and shrilly at the dawn And I lost the taste for judging right from wrong For my flesh had turned to fur Yeah, and my thoughts they surely were Turned to instinct and obedience to God You can wear your fur like a river on fire But you'd better be sure if you're making God a liar I'm a rattlesnake, babe, I'm like fuel on a fire So if you're gonna get made Don't be afraid of what you've learned On the day that I turned 23 I was curled up underneath a dogwood tree When suddenly a girl, her skin the color of a pearl She wandered aimlessly, but she didn't seem to see She was listening for the angels just like me So I stood and looked about I brushed the leaves off of my snout And then I heard my mother shouting through the trees You should have seen that girl go shaky at the knees So I took her by the arm We settled down upon a farm And raised our children up as gently as you please And now my fur has turned to skin And I've been quickly ushered in To a world that I confess I do not know But I still dream of running careless through the snow And through the howling winds that blow Across the ancient distant flow To fill our bodies up like water 'til we know You can wear your fur like a river on fire But you'd better be sure if you're making God a liar I'm a rattlesnake, babe, I'm like fuel on a fire So if you're gonna get made Don't be afraid of what you've learned