Cam'ron

Cam'ron - Confessions lyrics

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(Minister) Yes my son
 (Cam) Forgive me for I have sinned
 Its been 21 years since my last confession
 (Minister) 21? That seems like a very long time for
 you to miss confession my son
 (Cam) Yeah, but I'm only 19
 (Minister) 19?
 (Cam) Yeah
 (Minister) Thats interesting
 (Cam) Yeah, its like I just have these dreeeamz, and you know
 Verse 1
 Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
 Yo father, where you wanna start
 How I love ladies
 Or how I'm slug crazy
 Or how I'm a thug maybe
 From a drug baby
 I mean more than just a slight high
 I mean father I'm blind out my right eye
 Don't mourn and cry
 Cause we were born to die
 So fuck mom and father cries
 I was one never to bother guys
 But when my girl got sadamized
 I was dramatized
 Shoved the dick down her throat and
 Told her it was a taste test and
 Take a deep throat so she wouldn't have to waste breath
 I mean they fucked her and stuck her
 I said man, fuck a age test
 Cause I'm gon' go raw anyway
 I'm one that like to chase death
 But that guy, got to get him hit
 Wild hairs and tattoos and spanish
 Wait, wait, wait, who that description fit
 Don't give me chrome for Jenny Jones
 My man with the crime sheet
 But he kept talkin bout my girl was a dime piece
 And she had a nice figure
 Drove a nice Vigor
 And for mr to bag her
 That I had to be a nice nigga
 Wait, wait, don't appall me yo
 I can't jump to conclusions thats all we know
 But his wife did use to call me yo
 Now I roll for the hell
 I'm sorry father
 Let me go head and tell
 How I really wanna be old in a cell
 See my two year old nephew
 I swear I was holding him well
 Til he cried, and he cried, and he cried
 I had to scold him and yell
 Ya know one thing led to another
 I said oh what the hell
 Then I threw him against the wall
 His parents I told them he fell
 Thats why I'm going to hell
 This shit ain't going that well
 Too many things I did that aren't loose
 Smoke and leaks like giving a car a boost
 My grandfather got me mad
 And I peed inside hid orange juice
 And asked him if its tangy
 When I'm angry
 Then one day
 When I thought it wasn't a sin left
 I ran into my aunt
 With the fat ass and the thin chest
 I don't really wanna talk about it
 Or get in depth
 But father I'm gon' leave you
 With this last word called incest
 (Cam) You know what I'm sayin'?
 (Minister) My son, my son, remember the words of the Lord.
 Isaiah chapter 59, verse 1, behold, the Lords hands is not shortened,
 that it cannot hear, but your enipirings have separated
 between you and your God, and your sins hath speakath
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Sony Music Entertainment Inc

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Released in: 1998

Language: English

Appearing on: Confessions of Fire (1998)

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