awon & phoniks - concrete confessions lyrics
[intro]
yeah
it’s confessions, you know
[hook]
where guns bust and automatics are sprayed, [?]
awaiting revolution like a renegade
where guns bust and automatics are sprayed, [?]
awaiting revolution like a renegade
where guns bust and automatics are sprayed, [?]
awaiting revolution like a renegade
where guns bust and automatics are sprayed, [?]
awaiting revolution like a renegade
[verse 1: awon]
keys like pianos, drug dealer’s dreams
just my obsession, high off the cream
life throws you curveb-lls, curse y’all never seen
it’s day and night, and never in between
so i’m walking in the darkness, serving all the monsters
the zombies brew, that [?] done, constant in the kitchen
titties out, bras and panties missing
trust me, on-ly for the guap bust a homie
that’s cold blood, but i’ve been [?] by the known thugs
for them drugs and i never been shook
god the only reason i wasn’t cooked by slugs
slump in a foreign vehicle outside of the club
seen them white sheets done split to the white meat
for the white cheap coming through the [?]
whether you burn it up or ingest it through your nasal
this game is f-cking fatal and it’s easy to replace you
[hook]
where guns bust and automatics are sprayed, [?]
awaiting revolution like a renegade
where guns bust and automatics are sprayed, [?]
awaiting revolution like a renegade
where guns bust and automatics are sprayed, [?]
awaiting revolution like a renegade
where guns bust and automatics are sprayed, [?]
awaiting revolution like a renegade
[verse 2: awon]
since i’m being not a succes, i can’t promise
this game is for the cold-hearted, that ain’t me
i actually pray that the lord will change me
and chase out the demons and heathen who raised me
suppress the vanity and the sin that made me
cause n-gg-s like me’s why the game is crazy
i actually, pray every day for chicago
detroit, new orleans and all the n-gg-s i know
who don’t value life or believe they’re invincible
i’m not ready to die by the hands of a criminal
i’d rather grow old than young under the gun
bring tears to my eyes, giving praise to number one
i thank god that i’m here to tell all of you my story
it don’t make sense, k!lling over territory and drugs
hitting innocent kids with the slugs
that’s [?] heaven waiting above us
[hook]
where guns bust and automatics are sprayed, [?]
awaiting revolution like a renegade
where guns bust and automatics are sprayed, [?]
awaiting revolution like a renegade
where guns bust and automatics are sprayed, [?]
awaiting revolution like a renegade
where guns bust and automatics are sprayed, [?]
awaiting revolution like a renegade
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