Confessions
Prodigy Alchemist Lyrics
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4am, I'm gon' get cigarettes
Grab my hoodie for the light drizzle
Hit the curb, what's the word with the night shifters
On that grizzly grime they said P
Nigga you was looking for, I saw him up the street
He was parking his car, probably still there
Hot-boxing with little shorty with the hair
Aaight cool, I'm out, good looking out dunn
Made my way up the block to the spot where they saw the joker
That's why I never leave home without the toaster
I saw his radio lights through the rear tint
I stepped in front of the car so he could see the hit
The look on his face was priceless
The bitch micro braids caught fire when the fifth
Put pieces of her wig on the seats in the back
Now there's weed smoke pouring out the bullet hole glass
Turn the gun on him, he trying to float
Trying to run up out the car, but left on his seat belt
Now the nigga going ham in the whip
Cause them shots tearing him up and thunderclapping
There's six million ways to die, I'll choose for you
I live by the gun when you try to move on me
I stick to the script, sometimes I'm too loyal
I step away, get the fools off me
Sucker free, get these fools off me
I step away, get the fools off me
Sucker free, get these fools off me
You can bet the house that I'm holding
Blackjack her face or maybe poker
Face for coming at me the wrong way
Dog I ain't want to do it to you
You the one that came with that aggressive shit, now you want to cop out
In hood court I'll put your gangsta on trial, you blew it
Now it's time to face the music of the Israeli uzi
That murder music, this dumbing season, I hunt humans
But I never find niggas when I go looking
They always seem to fall in my hands
Like nigga don't blame me, this is really God's plan
Up, there he go
What the fuck nigga picking up his kid from the school bus
Now how shall I proceed?
Do the nigga dirty right in front of his seed
So the little bitch grow up traumatized, a witness
To how ugly life can be, it is what it is
They walking up the way holding hands, look
I drove ahead of them and got out for the ambush
There's no thinking twice, the dark-skinned nigga turned white
'Fore that first shot turned out his lights
Now baby girl screaming hysterically
She gon' spend most her life inside therapy
Spitting image of her pops
So I smacked the little ho with the gun then I walked around the block
Police bugging, I left the chariot still running
Forgive me lord, he had it coming
There's six million ways to die, I'll choose for you
I live by the gun when you try to move on me
I stick to the script, sometimes I'm too loyal
I step away, get the fools off me
Sucker free, get these fools off me
I step away, get the fools off me
Sucker free, get these fools off me
The lyrics of "Confessions" by Prodigy Alchemist appear to describe a violent encounter that takes place in the middle of the night. The singer of the song, who is likely P himself, is unable to sleep and decides to venture out to buy cigarettes at 4:00 am. As he walks down the street, he encounters a group of nefarious individuals who inform him that the man he was looking for is parked down the street. Unbeknownst to the target, P approaches his car and fires upon him, killing him in front of his own child.
The lyrics of "Confessions" are a chilling commentary on the violence that pervades many impoverished communities in America. The song paints a picture of a bleak world where people are forced to take matters into their own hands in order to survive. Despite its dark subject matter, however, the song is also a testament to the strength and resilience of the human spirit. Even in the face of extreme adversity, the singer of the song refuses to give up and instead continues to fight for his own survival.
Line by Line Meaning
Late night I can't sleep I get dressed
I am unable to sleep at night and so I dress up
4am, I'm gon' get cigarettes
I plan on getting cigarettes at 4 am
Grab my hoodie for the light drizzle
I put on my hoodie for the light rain
Hit the curb, what's the word with the night shifters
I approach the curb and inquire about the night workers
On that grizzly grime they said P
They inform me that P is on the grizzly grime
Nigga you was looking for, I saw him up the street
The person I was looking for was seen by me up the street
He was parking his car, probably still there
He parked his car and may still be there
Hot-boxing with little shorty with the hair
He is smoking marijuana with a girl with hair
Who, that bitch with the cheap red weave? Yeah, that smut
The girl with the cheap red weave is a promiscuous person
Aaight cool, I'm out, good looking out dunn
Alright, I'm leaving. Thanks for your help, friend
Made my way up the block to the spot where they saw the joker
I walk up the street to where they saw the person
That's why I never leave home without the toaster
I always carry my gun with me
I saw his radio lights through the rear tint
I saw the radio lights through the tinted windows of his car
I stepped in front of the car so he could see the hit
I stand in front of the car so he can see me shoot
The look on his face was priceless
He looked shocked and fearful
The bitch micro braids caught fire when the fifth
The girl's micro braids caught fire from the gun shot
Put pieces of her wig on the seats in the back
Parts of her wig fell on the car seats
Now there's weed smoke pouring out the bullet hole glass
Smoke from the marijuana and gunshots are coming out of the bullet holes
Turn the gun on him, he trying to float
I point the gun at him as he tries to drive away
Trying to run up out the car, but left on his seat belt
He tries to escape the car but is held back by his seat belt
Now the nigga going ham in the whip
He is struggling intensely in the car
Cause them shots tearing him up and thunderclapping
The gunshots are causing him pain and making loud sounds
There's six million ways to die, I'll choose for you
There are many ways to die, and I will decide how you die
I live by the gun when you try to move on me
I rely on my gun when someone tries to attack me
I stick to the script, sometimes I'm too loyal
I follow my plan, even when it is loyalty that is not necessary
I step away, get the fools off me
I remove myself from negative situations
Sucker free, get these fools off me
I do not get involved with foolish people or situations
You can bet the house that I'm holding
You can be sure that I have my gun with me
Blackjack her face or maybe poker
I may hurt her either badly or lightly
Face for coming at me the wrong way
I will hurt someone who approaches me disrespectfully
Dog I ain't want to do it to you
I did not want to harm you
You the one that came with that aggressive shit, now you want to cop out
You were the one who started the aggression, and now you want to back down
In hood court I'll put your gangsta on trial, you blew it
In my neighborhood, I will make you suffer the consequences for your actions
Now it's time to face the music of the Israeli uzi
The consequence of your actions is a bullet from an Israeli uzi
That murder music, this dumbing season, I hunt humans
I am violent and kill people during this time of the year
But I never find niggas when I go looking
I am never able to find people when I am searching for them
They always seem to fall in my hands
People always seem to come into my path
Like nigga don't blame me, this is really God's plan
Do not blame me for your misfortune, it is God's plan
Up, there he go
I see the person I am looking for
What the fuck nigga picking up his kid from the school bus
Why is he picking up his child from the school bus?
Now how shall I proceed?
I must decide what to do next
Do the nigga dirty right in front of his seed
I will harm him in front of his child
So the little bitch grow up traumatized, a witness
The child will grow up with emotional damage from witnessing the harm
To how ugly life can be, it is what it is
The child will see the reality of how ugly life can be
They walking up the way holding hands, look
They are walking hand in hand up the street
I drove ahead of them and got out for the ambush
I drove ahead and ambushed them
There's no thinking twice, the dark-skinned nigga turned white
I do not hesitate, the person I shoot experiences shock
'Fore that first shot turned out his lights
Before the first shot, he was knocked unconscious
Now baby girl screaming hysterically
The child is crying and screaming uncontrollably
She gon' spend most her life inside therapy
The child will potentially have to undergo therapy for the rest of their life
Spitting image of her pops
The child looks exactly like their father
So I smacked the little ho with the gun then I walked around the block
I hit the child with the gun and then walked around the block
Police bugging, I left the chariot still running
The police are suspicious, so I flee while leaving my car running
Forgive me lord, he had it coming
Lord, please forgive me. He deserved what happened to him.
Sucker free, get these fools off me
I do not involve myself with foolish people or situations
I step away, get the fools off me
I remove myself from negative situations
Sucker free, get these fools off me
I do not involve myself with foolish people or situations
Lyrics © Royalty Network
Written by: ALAN MAMAN, Albert Johnson
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