Testo Guilty - 911
Testo della canzone Guilty (911), tratta dall'album Chuy Gomez Presents On Hit Compilation
Now tell me who knows how I feel bein' young, black, and broke
Dodgin' murder she wrote, these killers make it hard to cope
Should I reach for a rope or smoke rock dope?
Kill my last chance of hope, I answer that with a nope
It's amazin' how the light green keeps me calm
From all the bright lights, the sirens, and burglar alarms
My .40 Glock it keep me warm up in these cold ass streets
No safety allows me to be the first to penetrate me
With all these thugs gone off Voltron, snortin' heroin
They got me rolled up like short sleeves, quick to bear arms
Lack of currency got me plottin' to kick in the door
I gotta search MC's for cash and if I gotta take yours
I shook the devil's hands once and ever since I been filthy
See I'm a thug for life so I confess it, I'm guilty
Done did some dirt in my young life, 22 years old
Dope dealer, thug nigga havin' dollars to fold
Boy this world so cold, it'll freeze a cat
On the turf tryin' to stack my chips where them G's be at
It ain't no turnin' me back, had to be fast to react
Intuition caught him slippin' and made me empty my strap
Get some get back if you want to, thug niggas don't quit
Money addict spittin' rap and it ain't a shame to admit
They say that life is a bitch but it's been adequate enough
To keep an advantage and to keep me
Standin' in this place with no luck
My tribulations got me hated, will I live to regret?
I took an oath to always ride, so now I confess
But nevertheless I don't feel sorry for the pain I felt
And after all I'm tryin' to ball and these the cards I'm dealt
I feel the weight of the world upon my shoulders
Learn how to play with the pain as I got older
I need some way to get paid if it kill me
If thuggin' be the crime then I'm guilty
I feel the weight of the world upon my shoulders
Learn how to play with the pain as I got older
I need some ways to get paid and if it kill me
If thuggin' be the crime then I guess I'm guilty
Sometimes I smile to keep from cryin', feel like I'm dyin' inside
Desperate times with temptations got me down to ride
Gettin' high with my four-five, watchin' time pass by
Starin' at demons in they eyes, never take me alive
Although I struggle and strive, in my mind gettin' sicker
Hypnotized by the liquor, thugged out real nigga
I done been on the turf, put in work and then graduated
Eighty mile radius, your nigga Mob affiliated
I know you hate it but you tolerate it
'Cause we accumulated and Mob niggas can't be calculated
Negotiated in this thug shit
My intuition will not quit, get dismissed fuckin' with my chips
It happens quick like the flash of a light
Nigga sharper than a knife, disappear into the night
Wrong or right, it don't matter, you still pay the price
Boy you fuckin' with your life, it was colder than some ice
Speakin' of vice, the first time that I touched that dope
My pockets gained weight off of these fallen hopes
Shattered dreams opened up the door for my cream
So I moved in real fast and I got me some green
Targetin' fiends to come and test my candy smoke rings
Caught me trippin' over they feet like some loose shoestrings
I got the whole block sewn with this green
No need to ask 'cause money be the reason why I do these things
Uncomfortable situations make you lean
To get back the comfort I lost I got the Smith & Wess with the beam
Here's the scene, bright lights, the loud sirens
Flagrant felony, knick-knacker tryin' to cheat on my team
But when the fat bitch die, who gonna sing?
Not me, I just re-up and I show no love to the fiend
A half of cake in the shell like pristine
One rule in my hood is get money, get money and sell that cream
I'm guilty
I feel the weight of the world upon my shoulders
Learn how to play with the pain as I got older
I need some way to get paid if it kill me
If thuggin' be the crime then I'm guilty
I feel the weight of the world upon my shoulders
Learn how to play with the pain as I got older
I need some ways to get paid and if it kill me
If thuggin' be the crime then I guess I'm guilty
I feel the weight of the world upon my shoulders
Learn how to play with the pain as I got older
I need some way to get paid if it kill me
If thuggin' be the crime then I'm guilty
I feel the weight of the world upon my shoulders
Learn how to play with the pain as I got older
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Writer(s): Maurice Ernest Gibb, Robin Hugh Gibb, Barry Alan Gibb
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