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