Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blackout, artist - Russell Allen.
Date of issue: 10.06.2021
Song language: English
Blackout |
Mama wanna play by the rules… G Gets out the pin |
Boy… yah lookin healthy |
Wanna live large |
Take charge that’s priority |
Who’s the man in front of me? |
Who’s my authority? |
Get past that and live another day |
But the wrong way |
Uhh… Yah family went the other way |
Gots to be down and stops clownin |
Well I did my dirt |
Bet cha did yah dirty? |
Skirt to the next episode |
Tell me! |
Tell me! |
Waz goin down… Are still my buddy |
Or just another bosa |
Let me now I gotta go Hit my next flow |
And then I’m out the do And as a matter a fact |
I’m feelin shady |
I think I’m goin crazy |
Uhh! |
The room just faded me Best thinkin tah get a grip |
Or else I’m gonna pass out |
Or better yet I’m gonna blackout |
(Male) Don’t wanna be wrong |
But I rather live my life strong |
Cause were gonna be happy |
(Female) I know it’s gonna take some time to lay around |
(Male) I’m losin my mind |
No more wastin precious time (We re gonna be happy) |
(Female) So I gotta do what I gotta do |
I’m in jail cause I’m a sinner |
I only wanna be a winner |
But I’m broke |
I’m livin in a blackout stage |
And it ain’t no joke |
But see I’m innocent the judge won’t believe me I gotta get out because my family says they need me How does it feel when you got no wheels |
I can’t take care about my family |
Now my son wants to dope-deal |
Heaven help him |
Or rather wheres my bail |
Cause roamin witta crew like that |
He ll end up in jail |
Like his father… and that won’t make him a better person |
It’s like a plot that only worsens |
Now wife claims I’m cheatin on her all the time |
All men ain’t perfect but I swear that baby ain’t mine |
Now she’s strugglin survivin on her own |
But she’s got my three kids and now daddy’s home alone |
Now I gots to gets my life back together |
No doubt (Echo) |
Here comes the blackout |
Now I’m livin my life that of a bad one |
Ain’t never had none |
So I out to gets mine |
Had to struggle in the process |
It’s gettin deep |
And there ain’t no time for sleep |
To many things runnin through my mind |
Walkin on a thin line and ain’t nuthin kind |
I feelin like I’m gonna pass out |
Right in that wrong route |
Steady headed foe the blackout |
I starts to squeeze a little hard again |
Down for da stealin |
But never down for the killin |
Moms working hard |
Doin what she’s able |
Stressin tryin to put my food on the table |
But me, my sista, my brotha we miss our father |
Father’s locked away… will he stay |
Hopefully not… so he hear my holla |
To come back in one piece |
So while a single, single parent’s crap will just sleep |