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So when these stories\nStarted coming around on the sports ticker that this big drug\nDealer was hanging out with several of the players, it was big news\n\nThis is a place where opportunity's few\nAnd niggas feud for land they never owned\n\nWhere they raise hell and waste shells\nThey duck baby mamas but rarely escape jail\n\nThis is, the trap, the trap\nDeath for my opposition, no\nThem watching me blow is more than evening the score\nAnd my team is afloat, ambition see the results\nAnd it get to my spirit seeing Twit pics of them diplomas, word\nCannot stress it, through God's blessings we made it out\nFor the have-nots that have a knot to have knots\n\nHats off, we been working our ass off\nWe all-stars that made the squad with the cap off\nSteinbrenner, designed to make your dynasty weary\nSometimes I'm a dick, but you niggas placenta\nAnd that's the problem, it's a problem, don't dap me my nigga\n\nJust tap me my nigga, nigga, that be my nigga\nMan, fuck a dap man, you rappers should get back off the fingers\nTrust in God and you golden, trust in rap and you empty\nBust a MAC and you gangsta, that's how them youngins' living\nShout out that Georgetown Press, they still trapped in the district\nYeah\n\nBlessings we made it out\nBlessings we made it out\nThey still trapped in the district\nTrust in God and you golden, trust in rap and you empty\nBlessings we made it out\nBlessings we made it out\nShout out that Georgetown Press, they still trapped in the district\n\nLil' nigga, but I'm Patrick Ewing on these blocks\nMy MAC cold like Dikembe nigga, who need Glocks?\nThese crooked cops keep trying to steal the ball from me\nBut Lay like Kevin Braswell with D-Roc\n600 Plus assists, plus this I mustn't miss\nHard work it come with this, that's why I fuck with this\n\nG set the fucking pick, I went straight to the hole\nWent to college a day, dropped out, went straight for my goals\nNow it's dough in my mattress, my bitch look like a actress\nCause I studied the defense, and I stayed after practice\nOn my way to the league, only limit the sky\nStill I show up to practice, I can't end up A.I\nYeah, pay attention, don't miss it\nShout out to Georgetown, but I won't get trapped in the district, nah\n\nBlessings we made it out\nBlessings we made it out\nThey still trapped in the district\nTrust in God and you golden, trust in rap and you empty\nBlessings we made it out\nBlessings we made it out\nShout out that Georgetown Press, they still trapped in the district\n\nLeader of the people who ain't trying to be led\nBut I would give this all back if I could smile all year\nI seen bums, happy as anyone\nMillionaires simp for bread, some be living for crumbs\nMotherfuckers don't fuck with us, I still be showing love\nCause if I was local and they was on it, I'd be nah\n\nDon't trip off what a bitch say, trouble on a good day\nAnd my youngins put up numbers just like Bubba, Chuck and Kente\nWhen we can't hit the league, we let the streets mislead and dictate\nAnd there is no \"I\" in team, but can you read the \"I\" on Vick's page?\nAutoporter with auto water serving the corners\nFray for calling up Zo morning before the tourney\n\nServing drugs, some us don't make it out here\nMy niggas had some plugs, I gave 'em a better outlet\nThere's a difference in words, hustle and trapping\nSee hustlers find a way out, while the latter can't climb up out it\nThe trap\n\nBlessings we made it out\nBlessings we made it out\nThey still trapped in the district\nTrust in God and you golden, trust in rap and you empty\nBlessings we made it out\nBlessings we made it out\nShout out that Georgetown Press, they still trapped in the district\n\nGeorgetown coach John Thompson made a personal appeal to Edmond\nTo stay away from his players. 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219330\n  end_ms: 221080\n- text: Shout out that Georgetown Press, they still trapped in the district\n  start_ms: 221080\n  end_ms: 228000\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 228000\n  end_ms: 233650\n- text: Georgetown coach John Thompson made a personal appeal to Edmond\n  start_ms: 233650\n  end_ms: 237150\n- text: To stay away from his players. He built this team into a national\n  start_ms: 237150\n  end_ms: 241270\n- text: Power, and now the specter of a D.C. drug dealer in the age\n  start_ms: 241270\n  end_ms: 248320\n- text: Of crack, you know, well, that could've destroyed everything\n  start_ms: 248320\n  end_ms: 260100\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 260100\nplain: |-\n  Georgetown was very symbolic and very connected, not just to black\n  D.C., but to black America. They were kind of black America's\n  Basketball team for a lot, a lot of people. So when these stories\n  Started coming around on the sports ticker that this big drug\n  Dealer was hanging out with several of the players, it was big news\n\n  This is a place where opportunity's few\n  And niggas feud for land they never owned\n\n  Where they raise hell and waste shells\n  They duck baby mamas but rarely escape jail\n\n  This is, the trap, the trap\n  Death for my opposition, no\n  Them watching me blow is more than evening the score\n  And my team is afloat, ambition see the results\n  And it get to my spirit seeing Twit pics of them diplomas, word\n  Cannot stress it, through God's blessings we made it out\n  For the have-nots that have a knot to have knots\n\n  Hats off, we been working our ass off\n  We all-stars that made the squad with the cap off\n  Steinbrenner, designed to make your dynasty weary\n  Sometimes I'm a dick, but you niggas placenta\n  And that's the problem, it's a problem, don't dap me my nigga\n\n  Just tap me my nigga, nigga, that be my nigga\n  Man, fuck a dap man, you rappers should get back off the fingers\n  Trust in God and you golden, trust in rap and you empty\n  Bust a MAC and you gangsta, that's how them youngins' living\n  Shout out that Georgetown Press, they still trapped in the district\n  Yeah\n\n  Blessings we made it out\n  Blessings we made it out\n  They still trapped in the district\n  Trust in God and you golden, trust in rap and you empty\n  Blessings we made it out\n  Blessings we made it out\n  Shout out that Georgetown Press, they still trapped in the district\n\n  Lil' nigga, but I'm Patrick Ewing on these blocks\n  My MAC cold like Dikembe nigga, who need Glocks?\n  These crooked cops keep trying to steal the ball from me\n  But Lay like Kevin Braswell with D-Roc\n  600 Plus assists, plus this I mustn't miss\n  Hard work it come with this, that's why I fuck with this\n\n  G set the fucking pick, I went straight to the hole\n  Went to college a day, dropped out, went straight for my goals\n  Now it's dough in my mattress, my bitch look like a actress\n  Cause I studied the defense, and I stayed after practice\n  On my way to the league, only limit the sky\n  Still I show up to practice, I can't end up A.I\n  Yeah, pay attention, don't miss it\n  Shout out to Georgetown, but I won't get trapped in the district, nah\n\n  Blessings we made it out\n  Blessings we made it out\n  They still trapped in the district\n  Trust in God and you golden, trust in rap and you empty\n  Blessings we made it out\n  Blessings we made it out\n  Shout out that Georgetown Press, they still trapped in the district\n\n  Leader of the people who ain't trying to be led\n  But I would give this all back if I could smile all year\n  I seen bums, happy as anyone\n  Millionaires simp for bread, some be living for crumbs\n  Motherfuckers don't fuck with us, I still be showing love\n  Cause if I was local and they was on it, I'd be nah\n\n  Don't trip off what a bitch say, trouble on a good day\n  And my youngins put up numbers just like Bubba, Chuck and Kente\n  When we can't hit the league, we let the streets mislead and dictate\n  And there is no \"I\" in team, but can you read the \"I\" on Vick's page?\n  Autoporter with auto water serving the corners\n  Fray for calling up Zo morning before the tourney\n\n  Serving drugs, some us don't make it out here\n  My niggas had some plugs, I gave 'em a better outlet\n  There's a difference in words, hustle and trapping\n  See hustlers find a way out, while the latter can't climb up out it\n  The trap\n\n  Blessings we made it out\n  Blessings we made it out\n  They still trapped in the district\n  Trust in God and you golden, trust in rap and you empty\n  Blessings we made it out\n  Blessings we made it out\n  Shout out that Georgetown Press, they still trapped in the district\n\n  Georgetown coach John Thompson made a personal appeal to Edmond\n  To stay away from his players. He built this team into a national\n  Power, and now the specter of a D.C. drug dealer in the age\n  Of crack, you know, well, that could've destroyed everything\n"}]