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