Prisoner of War by E.V. Rose Lyrics
[HOOK]
I’ve been trapped in this game
It’s all becoming mundane
Struggling to make a name
I just wanna be free
I’ve been trapped in this game
It’s all becoming mundane
Struggling to make a name
Just want you to hear me
I'm a prisoner of war, prisoner of war
What’s the use in fighting anymore?
I'm a prisoner of war, prisoner of war
What’s the use in fighting anymore?
[VERSE 1]
Prisoner of war, I got visions of more in store
Fitting then transmitting this through folklore
I’m hidden, it was written while sipping NOS sitting on the kitchen floor
Let’s settle the score you a mark in the game
I hit you like Pau Gasol in the lane
Got fire, gasoline
You gassed up and lame, blown by your old flame
Her cat was insane I’m kidding
But she was ready and willing
Back to the rhythm I’m spitting
I’m as serious as a batman villain in an Aston chilling
Cassius Clay I’m a bad man swinging, pause
Taking bras off foreign broads
Iced out cause I'm creaming bars like Haagen-Dazs
[HOOK]
[VERSE 2]
Prisoner of war, what I lack in appearance I make up for
It with my wisdom
Experience this, mirrors the fiercest
I pierce through your heart like Paul sinks a shot
It’s a wash
My wizardry, intricately painting French bitches like I’m Leo D Oui Oui
They want my wee-wee like I’m starring on Vivid TV
Somebody once told me, “This dick ain’t free”
If my soul is erect then they must be correct
Like a trump in a deck suited I’m a president
Set the precedent I’m present yet
Keep me under wraps like parchment
Wax my raps ain’t wack they’re heaven sent like Jah
Can I get a what, what?
[HOOK]
I’ve been trapped in this game
It’s all becoming mundane
Struggling to make a name
I just wanna be free
I’ve been trapped in this game
It’s all becoming mundane
Struggling to make a name
Just want you to hear me
I'm a prisoner of war, prisoner of war
What’s the use in fighting anymore?
I'm a prisoner of war, prisoner of war
What’s the use in fighting anymore?
[VERSE 1]
Prisoner of war, I got visions of more in store
Fitting then transmitting this through folklore
I’m hidden, it was written while sipping NOS sitting on the kitchen floor
Let’s settle the score you a mark in the game
I hit you like Pau Gasol in the lane
Got fire, gasoline
You gassed up and lame, blown by your old flame
Her cat was insane I’m kidding
But she was ready and willing
Back to the rhythm I’m spitting
I’m as serious as a batman villain in an Aston chilling
Cassius Clay I’m a bad man swinging, pause
Taking bras off foreign broads
Iced out cause I'm creaming bars like Haagen-Dazs
[HOOK]
[VERSE 2]
Prisoner of war, what I lack in appearance I make up for
It with my wisdom
Experience this, mirrors the fiercest
I pierce through your heart like Paul sinks a shot
It’s a wash
My wizardry, intricately painting French bitches like I’m Leo D Oui Oui
They want my wee-wee like I’m starring on Vivid TV
Somebody once told me, “This dick ain’t free”
If my soul is erect then they must be correct
Like a trump in a deck suited I’m a president
Set the precedent I’m present yet
Keep me under wraps like parchment
Wax my raps ain’t wack they’re heaven sent like Jah
Can I get a what, what?
[HOOK]