Album: Forgotten Freshness Volume 3
Year: 2001
(Violent J)
Father, I confess for doing it
I had a brain, but life had to ruin it
Dissinfected, disected, don't respect it
When you put me in a cage full of animals
Savages and cold blooded canibals
I can't help but become what's around me
Try to run but they found me, surround me
Then they choke ya, and provoke ya
Try to smoke ya, turn you into a joka
I tried to rub it off, but it's all I know
The only thing I ever knew, so what to do
Look at you, a bigot till your growing old
You're growing mold, with a soul that's freezing cold
So I confess, but even if I'm all wrong
I'll be down with the clown till I'm dead and gone
(Chorus 2x)
This is I confess
But I really could care less
Father I tried
But fate wasn't on my side
I confess, this lady had a purse, so I took it
I took it home, opened it, I shook it
She had papers, lipstick and nail polish
Credit cards and about 27 dollars
I bought a fifth, drank it and laid there
It seemed like, I could see the purse everywhere
On the light post, by this mailbox
I tried to run from it, I ran a couple blocks
But there it was, on the sidewalk, waiting for me
It tried to lure me to it, I had to fucking do it
I picked it up, and stuck my fucking hand in it
It was full of rats, and they fucking bit it off
Father I confess, I'm a criminal
But my world's too subliminal around me
Look at them, all the wicked masses
That's why I'm down with the clown till I'm ashes
(Chorus 2x)
This is I confess
But I really could care less
Father I tried
But fate wasn't on my side
It's like a circus, a wicked carnival
Everybodys got a ticket, they're looking
For the freaks, to point and gawk at
Look at yourself, the jokes on you jack
(Chorus repeat till song ends)
This is I confess
But I really could care less
Father I tried
But fate wasn't on my side