as the year progresses You're gonna turn a lot of them down, you're gonna feel rejection You're gonna tell a lot of lies and you're gonna hear confessions
hearing from God, what amazing experience, as you hear from God He said, "Is there forth any man be in Christ, he is a new creation" Old things are passed
criminals Heavy rollers even the sheisty individuals Smokin skunk and mad Phillies Beatin down Billy Badasses, cracks in stacks and masses If robbery's a class, bet I pass
it rips in the city We tripped on the urge to feel alive But now I'm struggling to survive Those days you were wearing that velvet dress You're the priestess I must confess Those little red panties, they pass
this one, nigga I ain't gon' jump though, I'ma keep it raw gutter Yo Prodigy, you know I need you on this one, nigga I got shit on my chest, I must confess
't gon' jump though, I'ma keep it raw gutter Yo Prodigy, you know I need you on this one nigga [Verse 1 - The Game] I got shit on my chest, I must confess
in front of the chicken spot Grimed out, we really live what you rhyme 'bout See me posted up in the Tunnel, with my shines out Ice cold like Alaska when I pass
by 'Cause I still remember you and I And that beautiful goodbye We staggered through these empty streets Laughing arm in arm The night had made a mess of me Your confessions
I'm torn, I confess When a heart is uncertain It's bound to second guess This love won't forsake us So dry your tears, I promise you When this trouble passes
't let you pass me by Don't try to play games, ?cuz I know what you really want Body language sayin' yes, nothin? left to confess Shorty wanna pop a
I know you ain't a dike 'cause you seem to like the way I lay pipe Keep it tight let's put this mattress to the test Yes, I must confess, I got some
I'ma put slugs deep into, money they be pursuing The nerve of these jealous bastards fo hatin' Master my patience, them custom wood grain caskets is waitin' Passion
You looking chilly wit yo thick ass, I know you got plenty Nigga out there who trick cash, I damn near caught whiplash As you walked pass fucked up the
gun that gets nathan what you expect? (say what) like a neutron on deck (yeah) nigga you gonna catch rays (ha) you confess lets get cash and thangs (ugh
with a platinum visa its hard to imagine something like a nigga tryin to catch an orgasm track that feeling like a spasm tryin to study passin, got a passion
do' where the money start runnin' took a pause Hey y'all wassup, hey Hummers in the double-R, is it a double car Pulled over to the car So I, asked Proceeds, to pass
I'm not some piece of teenage wildlife And no one will have seen and no one will confess The fingerprints will prove that you coudn't pass the test