Street Rat Confessions

A.T. Throw down quick a beat so hot it melts ya lips so ya can't speak teach em to pray Make em hope it'll rain cool off the flames burstin' from my name Every day they're talking **** Swearin they know how to spit Pop pop bang bang Glocks checking off another name Tick tock run run from the cops Killing brothers in the heat close their eyes they'll never speak Heavenly message must I repeat Close your ears pretend you don't hear The phone ringing off the hook While you're thinking of another brother layin' dead in the street Leave a message at the beep --------- Hello, this is God You'll now suffer suffer suffer For etern-ity-tee-tee Hold the Ace press the gun to your face Wake up --- scream Just a nightmare just a dream His empty eyes whisper your name You wonder why you cant escape the shame Wish you would take his place Drink another beer -- now forget to steer Its time for confession No more repression Or must we take you to your childhood A classic case of regression Loveless pressing the question