Confessions

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These are my confessions
I'm just trying to feed my three children
Broken down my blood sweat and tears
For a brick building
Everyday we fight pressures and horrors in this cruel world
So I say a prayer for my son and both my two girls
Ah, A Mary weary sharing real life chronicles
Taught to keep the gloves worn
No dropping DNA follicles
New Years eve, we were in a dinger
Hunting with a couple goons
Ten toesing Henry scarfs O's move it son to moon
Blue sirens, racial profiling that aint nothing fresh
Loss wins drawing out weapons papers cover press
There's something about, buying expensive shit
That helps us suffer less
Finding strength in hard to work out situations
Trigger squeezing
Knocking doors like trick or treaters
Looking back, reflecting with my self
I've had some mirror meetings
Preparation, planning prevents poor performance
Get your P's in
Three kids a solid woman
I got mine boy go get your reasons
Seen locations I weren't meant to see broadened horizons
Didn't bring the shhh still made them shhh when ever I'm arriving
All day flying through the bits, more than Ryanair
Block jokes, young brothers creasing had the iron near
These are my confessions
I'm just trying to feed my three children
Broken down my blood sweat and tears
For a brick building
Everyday we fight pressures and horrors in this cruel world
So I say a prayer for my son and both my two girls
From the home of Hot Spurs
Eating from a chopped bird
It don't make sense if we aren't connecting when we cross words
I know good service makes them purchase as a customer
I know your worth deserves massages on your back mamma
No I aint perfect know these cursed streets held us back enough
Never kept a calculator but I tallied up
They tried their luck
When they ran up on me ballied up
Vital lessons, when you're in the field stay camouflaged
Drill talk, this is more than word play
Burn a candle, on my brothers earth day
Plant my feet, I beat it so superbly
If I hit it once, I'm always passing third base, go
Taking my time under the smile it aint a joke
How many times bail got denied put us through loads
Didn't do time but I rid the time through letters I wrote
Say you're my bro you want to hang I give you the rope
These are my confessions
I'm just trying to feed my three children
Broken down my blood sweat and tears
For a brick building
Everyday we fight pressures and horrors in this cruel world
So I say a prayer for my son and both my two girls
These are my confessions
I'm just trying to feed my three children
Broken down my blood sweat and tears
For a brick building
Everyday we fight pressures and horrors in this cruel world
So I say a prayer for my son and both my two girls

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