[Chorus]
Trapped and I caught you bluffing
Don’t know what it is I’m huffing
Ain’t coming down there from it
Got the drill so I filled up my stomach
Slip then I slide when I siphon from the gas tank
Dip when I ride, living life in the fast lane

[Verse 1]
Resurrected, the last thing I heard is you fled
From the wreckage that you made, you’d rather flee instead
Tried averting but you could only run so far
‘Fore the cobra caught up, dried 'em out so scarred
Dropped that shit for the trust fund kids
Bitch, I’m the one who done it if someone did
From a city where nobody want no onе to be great
In thesе visions I don’t make it, want to die it’s innate
Sail to the straits, the Aegean Sea
Now I’m trailed to the center like it’s TMZ
To these motherfuckers they claiming who is an icon
I don’t give a damn about a list they got their eyes on
State of oblivion in scanning the meridian
Something controversial made they’re bringing the committee in
Ten to one quota moving so I’ll be below the surface
Giving me a minute to explain the words I wrote up
[Chorus]
Trapped and I caught you bluffing
Don’t know what it is I’m huffing
Ain’t coming down there from it
Got the drill so I filled up my stomach
Slip then I slide when I siphon from the gas tank
Dip when I ride, living life in the fast lane

[Verse 2]
Faith in it’s sacred, the bastions of hell
For the credence and creed, disinfect and expel
Pure and then it’s vile
Making it easy, reject and defile
But do not revise, look who denies
Sanctity’s mangled, The Lord Of The Flies
Exorcised, do not expect to rise up to the heavens
Mistakes ain’t been rectified
Convertibles here then be brought to infernos
You’re bringing the shackles but I don’t deserve those
What’s the mean of measuring particular volition?
Does it warrant any punishment or warrant an excision?
See the reaper coming as a fucking repercussion
I don’t ever sleep or nothing gotta keep the meter running
Say, what have I done to be engulfed up in the flames?
Got the stake in the carotid, need the cult to be contained
[Chorus]
Trapped and I caught you bluffing
Don’t know what it is I’m huffing
Ain’t coming down there from it
Got the drill so I filled up my stomach
Slip then I slide when I siphon from the gas tank
Dip when I ride, living life in the fast lane