Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Redemption (Rosary) , by - Benzino. Release date: 29.08.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Redemption (Rosary) |
| Ima smoke until I’m fried |
| Help me cope with the demons that I can’t hide |
| Intuition is a gift (nigga) |
| If you think that a nigga did it |
| Hit em in the chest and keep it movin' |
| Or go sit your silly ass down |
| Dont give me no excuses that you turned your little life around (naw) |
| You were born into violence |
| You weave pain, ain’t nuttin but a g thang |
| Anyway, you better get him 'fore he get you (get you) |
| Fuck around, fall asleep then he wet you |
| Fuck around he call the feds then they get you |
| And your bitch is gonna flip and forget you |
| Drop to my knees, Lord I’m reachin out |
| I’m ordain to the streets (Tell me whats it all about uh) |
| Kill them niggas with the clout |
| Eliminate these haters |
| Ima deal with you later |
| Man this shit got me fucked up (fucked up) |
| Right up |
| I gotta keep token (pass that shit) |
| Conversatin with the devil |
| Im on another level |
| The evil thing that men do |
| Off with your head if you fuckin with Benzino (fuckin with Benzino) |
| God I’m droppin to my knees (to my knees) |
| My Rosaries in my hand |
| And I’m screamin Lord please (Lord please) |
| Gotta take the pain away (Gotta take the pain away) |
| Will I live to see another day (another day) |
| I was, boring in heaven, raised in hell |
| Fightin demons off my back |
| Attack and kill |
| Chill |
| When murder is an option |
| Gotta take precaution |
| I’m already known, the Lord has a plan |
| But it’s so damn hard bein honest man |
| And I’m stuck in my ways |
| So Ima blaze for life |
| Give these streets some praise |
| I know they raised me right (haha) |
| Jesus Christ, if my life turns upside-down |
| I’ll sit beside you in your kingdom with your angels round |
| Hear the sound of your choir |
| All in my brain |
| The streets is on fire |
| They callin my name |
| Even though they caused me so much pain (so much pain) |
| They lace a thugged up on so much game (so much game) |
| The agony in extacy |
| People mad at me |
| If Judas' is next to me |
| End up in tragedy |
| Fuck it |
| Im destined to die young |
| Im losin my religion |
| Speakin in tounge |
| Im on a one way trip to death |
| Inhaling this pain like it’s my last breath (so whats next) |
| Ima kill you 'fore you kill me |
| Fuckin with Hobby ya dead body |
| Your bitch gonna feel me |
| God I’m droppin to my knees (to my knees) |
| My Rosaries in my hand |
| And I’m screamin Lord please (Lord please) |
| Gotta take the pain away |
| Will I live to see another day (another day) |
| Hussein the don |
| It’s nothin I get there early |
| Cuz I stay in the mix |
| Could you imagine all the demons |
| When you stay in the Bricks |
| And every night I hear em talkin to me |
| It’s like I hear em when they call me in my sleep |
| But I ain’t tryin ta feel em walkin to me |
| Six million ways to die |
| I choose the one, thats easiest to me |
| So I choose the gun |
| And if you choose the wrong one choice |
| You better choose to run |
| I had a soul of Makaveli |
| When you lose a lung |
| Take it from me |
| I make niggas learn respect |
| Disrespect hurt but pain is when I burn a tech |
| And it ain’t nutttin like gettin ya head slittin ya wig |
| And the fed find you buried with your bitch and her kids |
| It was rough comin up nigga, I ain’t eatin |
| You think Im tryin to turn the tables now, I ain’t beat |
| Im finna do this, ride it out to the end |
| Rest In Peace to my niggas |
| Makaveli the don, Killa Kadafi |
| God I’m droppin to my knees (to my knees) |
| My Rosaries in my hand |
| And I’m screamin Lord please (Lord Please) Rest In Peace |
| Gotta take the pain away |
| Will I live to see another day (another day) |
| No doubt, this one goin out to my brother Porky D |
| Hold ya head |
| Rest in peace 2Pac Shakur, Biggie Smalls, Big Punisher, Big L, Freaky Tah |