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Confessions

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And it's hard

Hard

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 f**k 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 se the sun rise

I keep my hands on the steering wheel

When I'm creepin' up 75

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

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 the only way

Is to keep your head on right

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