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Street Confession (Oh Lord) 2 by Jonh

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Street Confession (Oh Lord) 2

Hip Hop,male vocals

0:003:02
Lyrics
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(Intro – spoken)
Oh Lord… e don tey wey I dey talk to You.
No be say I holy, but You sabi my reasons.
(Verse 1)
I come from side wey siren loud pass hope,
NEPA off light, mama still dey find soap.
Landlord press, we dey dodge like rope,
Hunger write bars for my throat like note.
Boys wey I help first turn committee,
Use my name trend, later call me enemy.
Police stop & search, say my face be felony,
But na studio be my crime and my therapy.
Papa no dey, mama prayer be my bulletproof,
Street no get love, na results be the only proof.
Dem tell me calm down, say time go soothe,
But time dey go, and bill no dey move.
(Hook)
Oh Lord, guide me for this road wey bend,
If dem plot, make the plan back end.
Bless my hustle, no let am end,
Cover my mama, make tears no descend.
Oh Lord, I know say I no pure,
If I fall, make Your mercy be cure.
I dey talk truth, even when e dey sore,
Give me strength make I carry cross more.
(Verse 2)
Label promise mansion, ghost me when I hungry,
Girl wey say she ride, jump ship when e stormy.
Friends turn blogger, screenshot my story,
But I turn pain to gold—alchemic glory.
I no dey chase clout, I dey chase peace,
If money no get sense, abeg release.
Envy for junction, betrayal for street,
But grace still dey show like receipt.
I write for night, candle burn my knuckle,
Every L I gather, I turn am to muscle.
Dem say I too deep, make I do am for shuffle,
But if I dilute truth, who go hear my struggle?
(Bridge)
Oh Lord, take pride, take rage from me,
Make I no repay evil with same degree.
If table turn, make I still do free,
’Cause na better man I wan be.
(Hook)
Oh Lord, guide me for this road wey bend,
If dem plot, make the plan back end.
Bless my hustle, no let am end,
Cover my mama, make tears no descend.
Oh Lord, I know say I no pure,
If I fall, make Your mercy be cure.
I dey talk truth, even when e dey sore,
Give me strength make I carry cross more.
(Outro – spoken)
If I ever change, make na growth change me—no fear.
From gutter to grace, You still dey here.
Oh Lord… amen.