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letra de confession to him - dj the bomb

dj the bomb – confession to him

hook: (2x)

cash rules everything around me, c.r.e.am get the money
dollar, dollar bill y’all

vs1:

am i hustler? or studio gangster?
am i victim of bully of the lifestyle of capitalist?
should i consider myself as a communist b-st-rd?
am i a brother keeper or the person who will use them to achieve my satisfied dream?
aku c-ma nak rahsiakan situasi ini tetapi ada halangan
ibarat tangan aku digari oleh pihak berkuasa
cause the power i have just a temporarily. i live in solitarily
where there will no street mentality i can walk freely
i really try my best to be myself but how can i barely understand?
stalk me from distance, try to distance them but our blood still tie one another
whenever i bring money issue to them, they straight out their chair as they start lecture me as i being ice-t
thing is, i dislike everything that you have in mind as my mind thing differently than ya’ll
move like a mafia, handle this situation like a politician who just come out from university
among the society i with, sometimes i don’t know what to do
my fault for not listen to them or they don’t know my struggle
10 ringgit or 2.25 dollar, can i just hustle it so i can satisfied myself?
maybe my other ego still try to tell me something?

hook (2x):

they say money is the root of evil
i see money as the route of all people
cause we all follow paper trails, paper trails
and everybody gotta pay their bills pay their bills (it ain’t easy)

vs2:

ya allah! what the mistake i have to take in order to be a better human being
being part of your social club wasn’t easy as i know you love me by test me
you make me feel like i am the best among my self
i being selfish for let gold and silver control me, me don’t want being slave to myself
i talk to myself that i have to rap this even though i just a self-made
who confused what his master plan then mad about it
almighty himself know everything gonna be alright
the light gonna show the straight path without being idiopath
no bloodbath among other as we all should go bubble bath
let’s all laugh together so we can be friend forever
forget about the debt you own me except when you cross the line
lying over me without told me the truth
that’s why it’s a hard life for me to involve myself with syndicate
straight to the gate of bait and end myself with detonate poison gas
it gonna burn my -ss to the grown, wondering why they won’t me p-ss away
instead let me being away for their own good
dear god, i wonder can you save me?
save me from write this nonsense lyric without rhyme
because my time is running out and about to do stupid action
i lose the p-ssion of being emcee but i want you to help me
tell me the right way so i be on my way to your side
this is my confession to him. ya allah!

outro:

unless duit mak bapak
pastu kata dia hustle pulak
motto hidup ‘what the f-ck”
even tak berjaya sebagai anak
tak reti malu show off barang dia beli
macam dia sorang ada pocket berisi
macam dia sorang je ada lamborghini
tahu nama tapi langsung tak tahu erti -door slam-

- dj the bomb

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