Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Confessions, artist - 8Ball & MJG. Album song Living Legends, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 03.10.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bad Boy
Song language: English
Confessions |
| And it’s hard |
| hard |
| Yea yea sittin looking out my window the streets I see ain’t pretty |
| Sometimes I wonder if I was born rich with plenty |
| Money, and everyday was sunny didn’t no rain fall |
| Life was beautiful like the colors of a rainbow |
| Would I be the same prim row all my niggaz know |
| If I didn’t have to learn to beat them streets and get that dough |
| What if I never witnessed killings with my own two eyes |
| Bussin leave they own folks layin in the street to die |
| Life without respective if every second I was shakin |
| cause I injected dope in my veins |
| Divide and strain could I describe pain could I describe livin life without desire mayne |
| Could I survive if I couldn’t rap or entertain alive |
| and free you can’t beat it Who can you blame my world is like a picture and the frame |
| The picture might change but the frame stays the same |
| Hustling waiting on tomorrow |
| Living life in the fast lane |
| Cause no one ever knows |
| No one ever knows |
| Sitting here waiting on tomorrow |
| Putting paper away |
| Cause no one ever knows |
| No one ever knows |
| What if you was on the other end of the bullet |
| When a killer wanna pull it would it seem like |
| The light flash in front of your face |
| Or would you run real slow like I ran in my dream like |
| Just the other day I tried to be a hero but it wasn’t the side of me Or maybe it just wasn’t the time to be but if the shoe had to fit then I would |
| be Ahead of the game playin the part I bring it all into the light from out of the |
| dark |
| I hit the bat into the ball and out of the park |
| And live with the question alone that’s meddlin hard |
| What if you had to live under the bridge and do anything just to feed your kids |
| Think about that and the deed you did the first thing that impress me kid |
| Oh yes you did and I ain’t even tryna choke your chain or pull your leg |
| and I ain’t even tryna fuck with your head and I ain’t even tryna sweat this |
| shit |
| Just spit these messages cause I’m blessed with it What if you had the chance to be able to switch hands with me or anyone you see |
| And if you really wanna take it deep this shit not quanum to me For one and each and each and all for the sci-fi mat more religious |
| superstitious |
| Politicious and all the listeners with us this shit be cold as Christmas |
| So put your head to the sky say a prayer for the sick and the old the young and |
| the weak |
| For the bombs and the single moms with six kids askin for something to eat |
| Hustling waiting on tomorrow |
| Living life in the fast lane |
| Cause no one ever knows |
| No one ever knows |
| Sitting here waiting on tomorrow |
| Putting paper away |
| Cause no one ever knows |
| No one ever knows |
| And when you get up they seem to hold you down |
| Down to the ground gotta stay focused with your eyes opened wide |
| See the sun rise I keep my hands on the steering wheel when I’m creepin up 75 |
| (woo woo woo) changing lanes on the regular talkin on my cellular fast |
| Watching cause they wanna take me away |
| I’m just trying to feed my babies face |
| But I’m just hustling I’m waiting on tomorrow |
| cuts in Living life in the fast lane |
| Cause no one ever knows |
| No one ever knows |
| Sitting here waiting on tomorrow |
| Putting paper away |
| Cause no one ever knows |
| No one ever knows |
| And the only way is to keep your head on right |
| Oh yea |