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Confessions lyrics

 



Artist Name - Bizzy Bone


Song Lyrics - Confessions



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-Bizzy Bone-Intro-
{Church bells chiming. A car pulling up playing a Bizzy Bone song 'you've got too, you've got to...' getting out of car and door closing with Bizzy walking up to a church} I have a confession to make

-Bizzy Bone-
Stripped 'em naked Momma Rose, they made me take off my clothes and show my bruises, open the door, I'm so embarrased oh/ One hundred and fifty five pounds all around, they can't hold me down/ I'm sellin' my sound to the ground, now tell 'em around, I'm about to break down/ It'll take armies, Harmony arm me and alarm me, saw me and I'm fallen, callin' all God's children naughty/ Put it on my Lordy/ And lil' Lay name called me/ God's still sorry but it was strictly for Little Shorty, and beat up yo' Beamer and yo' motherfuckin' broad/ Don't call me bitch/ Ghetto Ross and I don't hold scold to them whores if he calls/ And I'm closin' the doors in a metamorphis' war for the Moor/ Sprawled over the floor/ Lord, you know we stressin' with the essence/ Excellence destinded, armageddon/ I'm a headin' and bobbin' right outta town, town town

-2pac-Chorus-
Stressed I'm busta free/ Enemies give me reason, to be the last motherfucker breathin'/ Bust, my automatic rounds (The day I got outta jail it was a motherfuckin' problem) Catch 'em while they sleepin' now I'm the last motherfucker breathin'

-2pac-
Woke up with fifty enemies plottin' my death/ All fifty seein' visions of me shot in the chest/ Couldn't rest, naw nigga I was stressed/ Had me creepin 'round corners, homie sleepin' in my vest/ Shit, I'm like a hostage on this troubled block, call the cops, a thug nigga screamin' 'Westside' bustin' double glocks/ Hittin' corners in my Chevy Surburban/ Liquor got me drivin' up on the curb, hand on the steerin' wheel swervin' (Watch out!) Bless me Father I'm a sinner, I'm livin' in hell/ Just let me live on the streets, cause ain't no peace for me in jail/ Gettin' worldwide exposure with a bunch of niggas that don't give a fuck, ridin' as my soldiers/ I'm just a missle on a war path, not your average dealer, Westside Outlaw, Bad Boy killer, huh/ Complete my mission my competition no longer beefin'/ I murdered all them bustas now I'm the last motherfucker breathin'

-Chorus





 


 



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  When Thugz Cry
    . . . when the thugs cry This is what it sounds
like [this is what it sounds like, this is what it sounds like ....


  Life Goes On
    Mmm-hmm, Mr. Shakur, man, your essence remains pure...... Chorus: And by
the freedom of God, we got a sure shot, and Jesus-you've been good ....


  Murder Me
    heh dearly beloved, and were gathered here today, flowisruptions part 2 comin
right at you, lil biz (come on) heh , its all about thug ....


  Way 2 Strong
    [Bizzy - talking] DJ U-Neek, we need to take 'em back to
the projects, man Like 1988, let me hit somethin real quick We are ....


  Thugz-n-thieveland
    -Bizzy Bone-Intro- All day all day. Mob lyfe. Am I my brothers
keeper? -KIll Will- You see I'm ready for some get back/ Peep out ....


  Angels With Dirty Faces
    [Bizzy Bone] Let it go (Let this angel life go) Let yourself
go (Time is passin' 'til the cops come) Big beef, big beefin' with ....


  Give Up The Ghost
    [Feat. Immature] Bizzy - That's right, that's right. LDB. LDB -
What's happenin'? Bizzy - Romeo. Romeo - What's up? Bizzy - Batman. Batman ....


  Personal Freak
    (Adina Howard) Yeah ... oooh yeah ... yeah ... (Bizzy Bone) Adina
come hurt me certainly I'm worth the control don't pitty dirty don't you ....


  Represent Your Hood
    You motherfuckas, who thought when a nigga got a nickel in
his pocket, he wouldn't come back and get a quarter bag of chips ....


  Walkin In Da Cold
    Bizzy Fo' Sho' -Chorus-Bizzy- While I'm walkin' in the cold... (Yeah...Where
my killas at? Realer...) And you know I just seen the widow ....


  Ruggish And Raw
    -Bizzy Bone-Intro- Yeah. Uh, uh uh... What? C'mon. -Bizzy
Bone-Chorus- You think you want it but you can't, you can't, you ....


  Ya Style
    -Sylk E Fyne-Intro East coast hustlas/To my midwest thugstas, to my
west, west coast riders/To my up north playa partners/To my down dirty south ....


  Weedman
    -Bluelight-(Bizzy Bone)-Chorus- Keep smokin (I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman), I'm
the weedman)/ Keep on chokin (I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman; Yeah boi, ....


  Battlecry
    -Gold-(Bizzy Bone)- I cock back my glock, drop down in the
bushes, but the shit don’t stop (You don’t want trouble then hear me, ....


  Confessions
    -Bizzy Bone-Intro- {Church bells chiming. A car pulling up playing a
Bizzy Bone song "you've got too, you've got to..." getting out of car ....



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