Blackout Lyrics

Blackout lyrics

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[Verse 1]

Mama wanna play by the rules... G

Gets out the pin

Boy... yah lookin  healthy

Wanna live large

Take charge that's priority

Who's the man in front of me?

Who's my authority?

Get past that and live another day

But the wrong way

Uhh... Yah family went the other way

Gots to be down and stops clownin

Well I did my dirt

Bet cha did yah dirty?

Skirt to the next episode

Tell me! Tell me!

Waz goin down... Are still my buddy

Or just another bosa

Let me now I gotta go

Hit my next flow

And then I'm out the do

And as a matter a fact

I'm feelin  shady

I think I'm goin crazy

Uhh! The room just faded me

Best thinkin  tah get a grip

Or else I'm gonna pass out

Or better yet I'm gonna blackout



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(Male) Don't wanna be wrong

But I rather live my life strong

Cause were gonna be happy

(Female) I know it's gonna take some time to lay around

(Male) I'm losin my mind

No more wastin precious time (We re gonna be happy)

(Female) So I gotta do what I gotta do



[Verse 2]

I'm in jail cause I'm a sinner

I only wanna be a winner

But I'm broke

I'm livin  in a blackout stage

And it ain't no joke

But see I'm innocent the judge won't believe me

I gotta get out because my family says they need me

How does it feel when you got no wheels

I can't take care about my family

Now my son wants to dope-deal

Heaven help him

Or rather wheres my bail

Cause roamin  witta crew like that

He ll end up in jail

Like his father... and that won't make him a better person

It's like a plot that only worsens

Now wife claims I'm cheatin on her all the time

All men ain't perfect but I swear that baby ain't mine

Now she's strugglin  survivin  on her own

But she's got my three kids and now daddy's home alone

Now I gots to gets my life back together

No doubt (Echo)

Here comes the blackout

  

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[Verse 3]

Now I'm livin my life that of a bad one

Ain't never had none

So I out to gets mine

Had to struggle in the process

It's gettin  deep

And there ain't no time for sleep

To many things runnin  through my mind

Walkin on a thin line and ain't nuthin  kind

I feelin  like I'm gonna pass out

Right in that wrong route

Steady headed foe the blackout

I starts to squeeze a little hard again

Down for da stealin

But never down for the killin

Moms working hard

Doin  what she's able

Stressin  tryin  to put my food on the table

But me, my sista, my brotha we miss our father

Father's locked away... will he stay

Hopefully not... so he hear my holla

To come back in one piece

So while a single, single parent's crap will just sleep



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