[Verse 1- Proof] Barely raised by my dysfunktional fam Here I stand as a dysfunktional man Quick temper, short fuse, and pissed at God Demons pullin' at my soul till its ripped apart Sickest heart, mama that fire I started it Fuck the fireman logic of the closet while the wires shit Was positive for bout a ??? to bust nuts Then bust up, and a mama that don't show her son enough love That's why I run from my first son And force these chicken head bitches to get abortions I married the game, my mistress is fame My girl packed her close, shit she know I ain't gon' change Go insane in the world, evil is ??? I done shot at houses, people and cars The deeper the scars, the worst is the history God you ain't gotta forgive me, just don't forget me
[Hook- 50 Cent] Lord forgive me, for I've sinned Over and over again, just to stay ontop I recall memories, filled with sin Over and over again, and again
[Verse 2- Proof] And most importantly, I'm tryna support my seeds Can't seem to get away from them court and fees Embroidery of my hood across my heart disorderly Breakin' in houses of people who ain't got more than me Accordingly, I'm movin' error Gotta face the fact though, I can't fool this mirror Neglecting my daughter and tryna blame on how I was brought up Like I'm a product of my environment, why ain't I shot up Got up today like why you let me breathe again And with each breath I feel death is creepin' in Thinkin' sin is a ??? and I'ma finish last My pen and ??? caught my life as each minute passed Passed minutes, I shook sin and took drugs I did right by you but still you took Bugz Then caught me in adultry, fought me For not knowin' in through the dark streets You want me, talk to me
[Hook- 50 Cent] Lord forgive me, for I've sinned Over and over again, just to stay ontop I recall memories, filled with sin Over and over again, and again
[Verse 3- Proof] Its the wrists thats a rush to rush my wrists into cuffs Its like a fight for your attention and love Speakin' of Bugz, give me a hint from above If he not you know I wanna be shit when I'm done Kid outta wedlock so my lady frontin' I love Em cause he gave me somethin' A positive anything is better than a negative nothin' I was on the edge of death ready to jump in Its hard when you can't find love anywhere And just because the rev ??? don't really care Pop fo' crack with a sufferin' past I dream of black and white, the world color me bad Other than sad, painful and stressed Life is good with the wealth that's tangled with death Control board or control the school I've sinned amongst men and my soul is yours
[Hook x2- 50 Cent] Lord forgive me, for I've sinned Over and over again, just to stay ontop I recall memories, filled with sin Over and over again, and again
Compositores: de Shaun Dupree Holton (Proof), Curtis James Jackson (50 Cent), B Johnson, C Conlley, Larry Louis, D Moore ECAD: Obra #10177241