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Confessions Lyrics - Living Legends - Eightball & Mjg

And it's hard 

Hard 

 

Yeah, yeah, 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 fuck 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 

But I'm just hustling, I'm waiting on tomorrow 

 

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 

Oh yeah 

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