Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I'm Only Human , by - Rick Ross. Release date: 31.12.2007
Song language: English
I'm Only Human |
| I’m only human |
| I’m only human |
| I’m a man, I make mistakes |
| I’mmaa make-I'mma make-I'mma make mistakes |
| (Rodney, I love you, homie!) |
| I’m only human |
| (Appreciate it, dog!) |
| I’m a man, I make mistakes |
| I’mma make my mistakes |
| 12 years old and you dealin' crack |
| Your momma only 26 — how she deal with that? |
| Got a deadbeat dad, but he far from dead |
| He never knew chocolate milk make you fart real bad (Naw!) |
| One thing that I wish I could change |
| Just to see my daddy wavin' at a football game |
| Just to see my daddy standin' when they say my name |
| Walk me to the locker room and say, «Son, good game!» |
| (For real!) |
| You make a tackle, but nobody there to clap |
| So I’m writing down my feelings, never knew it was a rap |
| Our house burnt down, we livin' in motels |
| So no matters how it sound, let me give you the whole tale! |
| Goddamn! |
| Now the tears won’t stop! |
| Momma held down three jobs, can she live on top? |
| Never flew on a plane 'til my LP drop |
| So I told her once week that her ears are gonna' pop! |
| (ROSS!) |
| Oh, yeahhh! |
| I’m only human |
| I’m a man, I make mistakes |
| I’mma make-I'mma make-I'mma make mistakes |
| I’m only human |
| I’m a man, I make mistakes |
| I’mma make my mistakes |
| Wake up Sunday morning, wanna see my son |
| He already wanna see his sister, he ain’t seen in months |
| I know it’s about the dollars, so I’m steamin' blunts |
| At the custody hearing and I’m clean as fuck! |
| (BOSS!) |
| I ain’t mad at cha girl, do your thing! |
| Last night I hit the club and I threw that change! |
| (Yeah!) |
| I’m a light you a moth, unemployed to a Boss! |
| Another young broad, I would run in there raw |
| Raw, raw — oh yes I am! |
| Chevy all brown, call it Mex-I-Can |
| I run D.C. like Leo G |
| In A-T-L, I keep a bird in the P-O-T |
| M-I-A! |
| I’m The Mayor on my J-O-B |
| You OD’d, O-Z's on the C-O-D |
| Bink in VA, drinking V8 |
| This weed case got me ready to stick the DA |
| Oh, yeahhh! |
| I’m only human |
| I’m a man, I make mistakes |
| I’mma make-I'mma make-I'mma make mistakes |
| I’m only human |
| I’m a man, I make mistakes |
| I’mma make my mistakes |
| I know I’m not perfect (For real!) |
| But I perfected, what I had to work with |
| Trunk full of sack, saying my prayers |
| Let me cut the music down so The Lord can hear! |
| Psalm 27, ink tatted in my arm |
| Made me think back, when I was baggin' up a bong |
| Young D-Boys always bragging about the run |
| I was on my third Rolley — now, I guess we’re the bomb! |
| Now it’s deep cuts in the club for the watch |
| Might let two dimes just fuck while I’ll watch! |
| I’m a Delano, it’s Tony Soprano |
| I fuck with Chicanos |
| They get it, G — I know! |
| Oh, yeahhh! |
| I’m only human |
| I’m a man, I make mistakes |
| I’mma make-I'mma make-I'mma make mistakes |
| I’m only human |
| I’m a man, I make mistakes |
| I’mma make my mistakes |
| I’m only human |
| I’m a man, I make mistakes |
| I’mma make-I'mma make-I'mma make mistakes |
| I’m only human |
| I’m a man, I make mistakes |
| I’mma make my mistakes |