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confessions - raxion stance lyrics

[intro]

(inaudible)

[verse 1]

(yah!) i got demons in my closet
i got dreams up in my pocket
hostile fiends up in the jungle like, (woo!)
b*tch i never had it easy
i’m so over and busy
i’m wildin’ like hovah and yeezy like, (yah!)
from a zero to a hunnid
hero from a target
sleep on me i put a pillow in your casket
make sure my granny is safe in heaven
i’m going toe to toe with the devil
boy i was running with the trizzers at the bottom of the deck (woo!)
like, “do you remember?”
you was always telling me i’m never gonna run this b*tch
nah, of course you remember
look, i remember granny at the table
tryna feed me she wasn’t able
i had to hustle and handle my sh*t and now she’ with angels
i’m picasso in the booth
i paint a picture so vivid you would miss a caption
it’s fitting in a gable
my horses in a stable
i put the bishop in a [?] of blood
you have the king in the corner, let’s take the winning
creation of perdition is mission enough
fill the graves we dug cause we surely make a motherf*cken k!lling
[refrain 1]

i’m like diddy when he rose
always been underground but they dig me like the city of the gold
i’m with it because i devoted
my soul to it
i’m jiggy with the flow
admit it i’m a goat
may’suka ay’jiki way it go like, (skrt skrt skrt)

[verse 2]

s’dabuk’ empumalanga, k’dala s’phusha s’phanda, s’vuka s’lala
k’shuba ng’namakruger baba
s’hlezi s’spana, k’phuma k’shon’ ilanga
ng’pheth’ izinja zam
az’khonkothi z’yaluma
f*ck a speaker, nathi s’fun’ uk’dum’
i’m periega alter mind, goat prodigy
i’m the sole nominee
of the culture, man they say they got the keys
very funny
i left them all struggling in the locker
i got h*lla mad kicks : chris tucker
and my b*tch is like skye emily
ass like candy lee
i could start a new whole family, the way i got enemies
them is not a friend of me
i’m crying 2pac tears like i grew up on hennessy
i’m more like brown dash with a zola attitude
we done put the game together now they owe us gratitude
i’m above the amplitude
a ghetto icon : unapologetic attitude
coming for the game cause i been ready to
[hook]

yah, started at the bottom of the deck
uh, tryna get the money with the homies on the tracks
now these n*ggas tryna hold just i’m back
why you motherf*ckers never wanna see a n*gga win?

[chorus 1]

(hold up b*tch, wait a minute)
why you motherf*ckers never wanna see a n*gga win?
(why you motherf*ckers never wanna see a n*gga win?)
why you motherf*ckers never wanna see a n*gga win?

[chorus 2]

i got confessions
confessions
confessions
confessions
confessions
i got confessions
confessions
confessions
confessions
confessions
[verse 3]

i was running with the trizzers at the bottom of the deck
like, “do you remember?”
you was always telling me i’m never gonna run this b*tch
mxah, nah of course you remember
look, i remember momma in a coffin
i was shattered and it harboured, i was broken
and my life is nothing less than a devil
wearing prada with devotion
climb the ladder till it’s broken
with a sk!ll that makes your f*cking team take cover when i’m scoping
i’m mufasa with a motion
living greatness in the country
nothing like me boy i’m just k!lling the game
put you on a f*cking wave ’cause i’m simply in*phase
and you finna weigh my f*cking options when i’m tripping the scale?

[refrain 2]

boy, i’m a hippie with a goal
the realest born sinner like i’m biggie and i’m cole
and imma get it till it k!lls me when i’m old
f*ck you don’t believe in me i’m cold
i’m speeding because may’suka ay’jiki way it go like (skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr)

[verse 4]

till i’m falling off the wheel
i put my all in what i dream, this is my calling i was picked and chosen out
hip hop is dawning when i spit
i run the game and they’re simply stalling in defeat
i’m jordan with the leap
a pro’lem in the streets
yeah, i’m like prodlem with the beats and i stay mobbing with the clique
you can’t afford to f*ck with me, let alone think about it
i’m the topic your favorite is scared to raise or ever pick
boy i’m 2415, 663
ain’t no weakling around me, only real n*ggas mix with me
i drop the hardest ill sixteens
i don’t fit with anything i’m syre, real msfit
since a 6 lil kid i represented
to rap i was embedded with my dna
success is where we headed
i’m back and where the work at?
my back against you f*gots and you ratchets
i’m a king, a living legend, yeah i said that

[verse 5]

wait, did i ? need i ?
n*gga everything you think you are
me is and neither what you is
my heart is cold, i let you touch it then i watch you freeze
i got the pack on my back like alpha hart lewis
i grind to live
focus my mind on what i seek and want to keep
my heart is bleak and very purple like the lean [?] sip
my jeans are dirty like the mind
we split the feddy on the grind
the jam is early, where thwasa at with the bread, huh?

[outro]

where the bread at?
n*gga where the bread at?
huh? where the bread at? huh?
where the motherf*cken bread at huh?
give me my bread. i need that sh*t

- raxion stance lyrics

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