C-Style - Confess lyrics

[Intro: Qusai] Confess?, confess? How can you believe in others, if you can't believe in yourself? You gotta have hope, faith and knowledge, let it out Stop blinding and quit that mercy [D-Light] Yeah, sometimes man, just gotta get it off you chest you know what I mean? Let's go Hey Yeah [Verse 1: D-Light] Let me confess like when I talk to a priest But it so much better when I talk to these beats I walk to these streets Feeling all this weight on my shoulders Like regrets and negativity is taken over So [?] doubt me but writing these rhymes for this music I do lay my life on the line I'm - an open book for whoever will read But I sometimes think that I'll never be succeed I'll never be free Just a man with a some of change Pray to a escape from this prison like anti to frame Can I refrain from being just a slave for the bucks? So keep my eyes off these many fly ladies who lust I must to bend that I get a big and crazy nuts I paranoid that my boy is starting break my trust I'm lazy as f** when it comes to getting at shape But that's enough for my secrets pleas Get out my face, hey! [Hook] I gotta confess Get sh** off my chest 'cause I won't settle for less Praying for Gods bless Gotta defeat the stress That keeps me depressed The ultimate test, so I can be the best I gotta confess Get sh** off my chest 'cause I won't settle for less Praying for Gods bless Gotta defeat the stress That keeps me depressed The ultimate test, so I can be the best [Verse 2: C-Style] Dear Lord, forgive me father but I've got to confess If anything else just put the drama to rest 'cause in [?] like the stress is rotten my flesh And stars my emotions I got nothing to express So I'm feeling I'n under the arrest No one comes from the depths Of the sub-conscience The thoughts [?] I lock em up just like I'm done with the rest Jesus Christ is the one I'm stressed yes I'm trying to put things together still nothing connects I know the true but you aren't quick to hold the gun in my breathe Because I'm scared to whip my trouble and flex Some like a thief in the night right? I'm trying hard to cover my steps I'm a next to drug dealer [?]pot smoker I won't stop [?] all about my biz like a stockbroker hoe This is not a game, no it's not poker So get out my space, crazy thinking I will not smoke [Hook] I gotta confess Get sh** off my chest 'cause I won't settle for less Praying for Gods bless Gotta defeat the stress That keeps me depressed The ultimate test, so I can be the best I gotta confess Get sh** off my chest 'cause I won't settle for less Praying for Gods bless Gotta defeat the stress That keeps me depressed The ultimate test, so I can be the best [Verse 3: Qusai] I'm a threat to my own existence 'cause I smoke Every time I hit the club I order Henney and Coke And the women, man I lost count its giving I eat junk food like it's my last day living Will I ever change? Probably not I'm really being honest But commitment is a must so I'll begin with a promise That I should start but it might take sometime I guess patience is my friend 'til the end of the line Went from back to middle to front And I've learned not to go after something I really want Keep you fingers crossed is what they telling me But as soon as they dip and ghost they envy me They keep pushing me away or is it just me I'm on the edge now is it too late to see? I gambled with my life and I lost more than twice I didn't play it right so now I'm paying the price [Ad-libs: Qusai] So this closed, admit that you did something wrong Acknowledge and declare That's a confession to Allah and to self You know what I'm sayin? [Hook] I gotta confess Get sh** off my chest 'cause I won't settle for less Praying for Gods bless Gotta defeat the stress That keeps me depressed The ultimate test, so I can be the best I gotta confess Get sh** off my chest 'cause I won't settle for less Praying for Gods bless Gotta defeat the stress That keeps me depressed The ultimate test, so I can be the best I gotta confess Get sh** off my chest 'cause I won't settle for less Praying for Gods bless Gotta defeat the stress That keeps me depressed The ultimate test, so I can be the best [Outro: Merry] You know sometimes, you have to portray yourself So confess D-Light C-Style Don Legend, 2007