Awon & Phoniks - Concrete Confessions lyrics

[Intro] Yeah It's confessions, you know [Hook] Where guns bust and automatics are sprayed, [?] Awaiting revolution like a renegade Where guns bust and automatics are sprayed, [?] Awaiting revolution like a renegade Where guns bust and automatics are sprayed, [?] Awaiting revolution like a renegade Where guns bust and automatics are sprayed, [?] Awaiting revolution like a renegade [Verse 1: Awon] Keys like pianos, drug dealer's dreams Just my obsession, high off the cream Life throws you curveballs, curse y'all never seen It's day and night, and never in between So I'm walking in the darkness, serving all the monsters The zombies brew, that [?] done, constant in the kitchen Titties out, bras and panties missing Trust me, on-ly for the guap bust a homie That's cold blood, but I've been [?] by the known thugs For them d** and I never been shook God the only reason I wasn't cooked by slugs Slump in a foreign vehicle outside of the club Seen them white sheets done split to the white meat For the white cheap coming through the [?] Whether you burn it up or ingest it through your nasal This game is f**ing fatal and it's easy to replace you [Hook] Where guns bust and automatics are sprayed, [?] Awaiting revolution like a renegade Where guns bust and automatics are sprayed, [?] Awaiting revolution like a renegade Where guns bust and automatics are sprayed, [?] Awaiting revolution like a renegade Where guns bust and automatics are sprayed, [?] Awaiting revolution like a renegade [Verse 2: Awon] Since I'm being not a succes, I can't promise This game is for the cold-hearted, that ain't me I actually pray that the lord will change me And chase out the demons and heathen who raised me Suppress the vanity and the sin that made me Cause n***as like me's why the game is crazy I actually, pray every day for Chicago Detroit, New Orleans and all the n***as I know Who don't value life or believe they're invincible I'm not ready to die by the hands of a criminal I'd rather grow old than young under the gun Bring tears to my eyes, giving praise to number one I thank God that I'm here to tell all of you my story It don't make sense, k**ing over territory and d** Hitting innocent kids with the slugs That's [?] heaven waiting above us [Hook] Where guns bust and automatics are sprayed, [?] Awaiting revolution like a renegade Where guns bust and automatics are sprayed, [?] Awaiting revolution like a renegade Where guns bust and automatics are sprayed, [?] Awaiting revolution like a renegade Where guns bust and automatics are sprayed, [?] Awaiting revolution like a renegade