Audio: R Kelly Releases 19 Minute Song “I Admit” Covering Sex Abuse And Being Illiterate

Jul 23, 2018

If you’re accused of sexually abusing women over a 30-year span it’s probably not in your legal best interest in releasing a 19-minute confession about your sex cult, not being able to read or write.  Especially when the song is pure garbage.

Sure he married a 15-year-old, and sure he peed on a bunch of teenagers but he’s trying to tell us it’s ok because it’s what he does and only God can judge him.  And his dead friends.

Here’s a taste of the lyrical genius known as R Kelly.  Read it if you want but it reads like the ramblings of a sexual predator trying to justify pissing on people and being a pedophile.

I admit it, admit it (I admit it, oh, oh)
I admit it, I did it (I admit it)
I admit it, I did (I admit it, I did it)
I admit it, I did, did it

[Verse 4]
Yeah, they took my gift and they blind me (blind me)
Where the fuck is my money? (where)
Now here comes this big ass conspiracy (uh)
But still got my fans, thats a blessing
Listen to heaven, just stay on my grind, and that’s 24/7 (yeah)
And I know my mama Joanne is smiling down on me, I put that on every
Been a grown man since age 11 (11)
Mind on the guap since 7 (7)
Rest in peace to my homie Kevin

[Verse 5]
I admit, I admit, I’m a freak (freak)
Used to go to strip clubs every week
But who these niggas tryna say I am, man I’m loud and I put that on chief
I admit I fuck with all the ladies, that’s both older and young ladies (ladies, yeah)
But tell me how they call it pedophile because that shit is crazy (crazy)

You may have your opinions, entitled to your opinions (opinions, opinions)
But really am I supposed to go to jail or lose my career because of your opinion
Yeah, go ahead and stone me, point your finger at me (stone me, yeah, yeah)
Turn the world against me, but only God can mute me (against me, mute me)
I admit that I fired some people (people)
I admit that I hired new people (yeah)
I admit that those people I fired, on my mama, was crooked ass people (yeah, yeah, people)
I admit that I don’t own my music (I)
I admit that I wrote on my music (yeah)
Want it back but they don’t wanna do it (don’t wanna)
What the fuck nigga, I wrote that music (I)
I did that Bump and Grind, I did that 12 Play, I did that Fed Up
I changed the damn game, so I deserve me a fair play, so put some respect on my damn name (fair)

Now Wendy Williams mad with me? But I ain’t never offered her no drink (no drink)
But I admit that she asked me, can I get a little Hennessy? (yeah)
We both turned off our phone, we drinked, I smoked, we talked
I admit that I told it all (our phone, we talked, it off)
From my good points to my faults (faults)
She said “What about Aaliyah?”
Love
She said “What about the tape?”
I said “hush”
I said my lawyer said “don’t say noth‘”
But I can tell you I’ve been set up (up)
I admit it, how ever since the first day (first day)
That without knowin’ that I signed my publishin’ away (away)
I admit it, I was young and caught up and so blind, yeah (so blind)
Said I had dyslexia, couldn’t read all them contracts, yeah
Now the truth in this message, is I’m a broke ass legend (message, legend)
The only reason I stay on tour, is ’cause I gotta pay my rent (on tour, my)
I never thought it would come to this, to be the most disrespected artist (come)
So I had to write a song about this, ’cause they always take my words and twist it (song)
Believe me it’s hard to admit all this, but I’m in my feelin’s about this shit (oh, oh, yeah, yeah)
But I had to set the fuckin’ record straight, so (yeah, yeah)

[Verse 6]
I admit it, I love Steve Harvey
John Legend, and Tom Joyner
They’re doing good in their lives right now, why would they wanna tear down another brother (tear down)

Women show black men some love (yeah)
‘Cause black men, we go through enough (oh)
How can we get up off the ground, when we steady tearing each other down (how, oh)
I admit that the devil is busy (busy)
Had some people beside me ain’t with me
I admit that I’m gon’ do this music up until the Lord come and get me (real talk)
Now, I admit a family member touched me (touched me, touched me, touched me)
From a child to the age 14, yeah
While I laid asleep, took my virginity (sleep, gini‘)
So scared to say something, so I just put the blame on me
Now here I am, and I’m tryin’ my best to be honest (honest)
‘Cause the sources out there tryna keep me from bein’ an artist
I admit I’m at rock bottom (oh, oh)
And this shit has rocked my mind (my mind)
I’m calling on my hood, come walk by my side (my hood, oh)
They don’t want me to shine, women’s group, my god (shine, god)
Now don’t get it twisted, I do support ’em, but why they wanna bring down the R
Damn, this is breaking my heart (my heart)
‘Cause from fathers, mothers, sons, and daughters, I am part of the music culture (yeah, yeah, oh, oh)
Spotify, took me off they playlist (playlist)
I admit that I, been underated (rated)
I’m not convicted, not arrested, my dragged my name in the dirt (nope, oh, yeah, yeah)
All this work to be successful, when you abandon me ’cause of what you heard (yeah, oh, yeah, heard)
I admit that I am not perfect, I never said I was perfect (perfect, perfect)
Said I’m abusing these women, what the fuck that’s some absurd shit (what?)
They’re brainwashed, really? (really)
Kidnapped, really? (really)
Can’t eat, really? (really)
Real talk, that shit sound silly (yeah)
And if you really, really wanna know (know)
Her father dropped her off at my show (show)
And told this boy to put her on stage (yeah)
I admit that she was over age (age)
I admit that I was feelin’ her and I admit that she was feelin’ me (she was feelin’ me)
I admit that that’s just some shit that comes with being a celebrity (celebrity)
I ain’t chasing these ladies, no (no, no)
These ladies are chasing me, yeah (chasing me)
Now I’m only saying all this shit, ’cause how they tryna play me, yeah (yeah, oh)
I admit that this is no disrespect to the parents (no disrespect)
But this is my advice to you ’cause I’m also a parent (parent)
Don’t push your daughter in my face, and tell me that it’s okay (my face, okay)
‘Cause your agenda is to get paid, and get mad when it don’t go your way (yeah, go way)
I know y’all look at me like I don’t go through things, but I’m human (human)
I know it’s hard sometimes, but try to keep in mind that I’m human (human)
Fuck all the fortune and fame, forget the name, I’m a human (human)
I can’t believe all the under the table shit they doin’ (they doin’)
I’m tired the fingers pointed at me (at me)
I’m tired of all this weight on me (on me)
I’m tired of everybody wanting a piece of me, shit I’m not an ATM machine (yeah, no, hey)
What do I do when I can’t do what I do? (what)
How can I win, when I can’t win with truth? (oh)
Got a couple of dead homies, that I promised would make it out this shit (sorry)
And I don’t think God’s hands is on me nigga, I’m gonna make it out this shit
No weapon formed against me (amen)
Shall prosper (amen)
Not claiming (amen)
The storms over (amen)
I admit I talked to Ms. McGlenn (yeah)
FYI, that’s my second mother (mama)
I admit that I asked her how I’m gonna get the world off my shoulder (oh)
She said son, don’t you lose it (lose it)
Sometimes you gotta go through it (through it)
They can say what they say, but at the end of the day, they cannot deny your music (oh, woah)
‘Cause your music, has touched people, it inspired, all people (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Overseas, everywhere (yeah, yeah)
Don’t worry, don’t care (care)
‘Cause the anointed is on you, and that’s why these haters is at you (on you, at you)
So keep on doing you baby, you don’t have to give these fools an explanation (yeah, yeah, oh)

[Verse 7]
What’s the definition of a cult?
Whats the definition of a sex slave?
Go to the dictionary, look it up
Let me know I’ll be here waiting

Now I admit that I got some girls that love me to pull they hair (they hair)
Now I admit that they love me to talk dirty when I pull they hair (they hair)
Some like me to spank ’em
Some like to give brain and
What some of these girls want, is too much for the radio station
Look I’m just a man y’all (man y’all)
Not a monster or beast (no, no)
But I admit there are times when these girls so fine, they’ll chill with a nigga for a week (oh, for a week)
Now I admit I love Hugh Hefner (Hugh Hefner)
Through the years supported Hugh Hefner (yeah)
But when he left this world, he had a million girls, but we gon’ always love Hugh Hefner (yeah, oh)
To Jim DeRogatis, whatever your name is (whatever your name is)
You been tryna destroy me for 25 whole years (25 whole years, yeah)
Writin’ the same stories over and over against (stories, stories, yeah)
Off my name, you done went and made yourself a career (a whole career)

But guess what? I pray for you and family, and all my other enemies (prayed for you, enemies)
I’m not gonna let y’all steal my joy, I’m just gon’ keep on doing me (my joy, doing me)
Now I don’t know what else to say except, I’m so falsely accused
Tell me how can you judge, when you’ve never walked in my shoes
So easy to mess up someone else’s life
Through social media, the devil in disguise
I admit I miss my brothers (brothers)
But I admit they weren’t acting like brothers (brothers)
Yeah, we’ve had our differences, but you don’t turn on your brother (no)
For nothing, for no one, nada, mama, Joanne, is watching (no, no, no, no, no)
She must be turning over in her grave (yeah)
I admit I had to borrow a couple of M’s from the label (label)
All these hits out but I couldn’t put food on the table (table)
I was told I had to sell my cars, I was told I couldn’t get a loan (cars, loans)
Said I owed 20 million to the IRS and they were coming to get my home (oh, oh)
I admit I was feeling stupid, staying in the Homewood Suites (no disrespect)
Sippin’ Hennessy, tryna figure out what happened to me (happened to me)
There was so much going through my head, ’cause I knew that something wasn’t right (my head, wasn’t right)
I just couldn’t put my finger on it, but my spirit had better eyes (no, better)
It told me what it saw, and it scared the shit out of me (saw, me, yeah)
It said get rid of them all, it’s nothing but vultures round me (all, me)
I admit that I love my fans, for all the push and support they’ve shown (my fans)
I admit if it wasn’t for them, I wouldn’t have never stayed strong (for them, oh)
Now I’m not trippin’ on all of these rumors, that don’t bother me
And I’m not paying attention to these haters, that don’t bother me (oh, oh)
But what blows me is when certain people turn phony (phony)
They say Rob, “I got your back”, Rob, “you the man”
But they really doubting me, bitch you know who you are
Bitch I bought you a car, bitch you stayed in my crib (yeah, yeah)
I loved you with all my heart (my heart)
Now I don’t like to brag when it comes to me, but I’ve given back to the community (comes to me, community)
From the non profit to the charities, but of course you never hear that about me (charities, about me)
To them niggas that drink my liquor and smoke my stogies
How come you ain’t on Facebook pickin’ up for me
While you round me most of the day, when you know I’m a good brother
Always got your hands out, it ain’t no doubt that y’all niggas ain’t nothing but blood suckas (yeah)
Plus, y’all ain’t bringing nothing to the table (no, no)
Yeah nigga, and you know it’s real talk (real talk)
Taking pictures with me for your Instagram but when I need you, you quick to get lost (can’t find you)
Mm, ohh, mm, oh, oh, oh, no, no, ooh, woah
Robert, Jay, and Joanne, my kids
What you hearin’ out here about dad, guys I’m sorry for this (sorry)
I’m so sorry, I can’t imagine what y’all must be going through (oh, through)
Everyday it’s somethin’ about me, my god, it must be killin’ you (killin‘ you)
I promise there’ll be better days, just keep walkin’ straight (there’ll be better days, just keep walkin’ straight)
I know you must be worried but just know that I’m okay (oh, I’m okay)
For me, things has gotten rough (rough)
Right now I can’t say too much (say too much)
But for y’all I will stay tough (oh, oh)
Daddy just need y’all to trust, and believe in me (trust, in me)
I admit that I told the truth (told the truth)
And still not free
Still wanna hate me (yeah)
Still wanna stone me (stone me, yeah)
Still wanna chain me (chain me, yeah)
I think they wanna kill me
[Verse 8]
Now, no disrespect to Chi-Town, my home (my home)
But we’ve got to learn how to support our own (our own)
I admit that my heart cries for my city (my city)
‘Cause we’re losing young lives in our city (my city)
Instead of judging me, y’all should be using me (judging me, using me)
To help these kids, raise them out of depression and poverty (oh, oh)
Now I’m not saying I’m no savior, but I can be an inspiration (no savior, inspiration)
This is an invitation
Man I admit I go through so much day to day (day to day)
Got 23 lawyers, 3 or 4 managers, what am I doing? Show me the way (oh)
The only thing I have left is my voice, and now I have to use it for my protection (my voice, yeah)
‘Cause they left me no choice (no choice)
See my work has nothing to do with my private life
So stay the fuck out of my business and tend to your own damn life (life)
So go head and say what you want to say, about who I want to date (want to say, I want to date)
But you won’t say that shit to my face, ’cause you know it ain’t no shit to say (to my face, oh, oh)
Next nigga bring me some dumb shit, is gon’ end up a misunderstanding (dumb shit, yeah)
‘Cause niggas they listen to dumb shit (dumb shit)
Are niggas that be on that dumb shit (dumb shit)
They need a life ’cause they ain’t got no life, so they always come through with them dumb shit
Blockin’ my path, they don’t know the half, so they makin’ assumptions (path, half, assumptions)
Since when do assumptions, cost a man his whole career (since when? whole career)
Found guilty when you’re innocent, is the only times that I fear
There is one thing that’s for sure, and I want to make this shit clear (for sure, clear)
I done lived my voice and represented my country for 31 fuckin’ years (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Damn it I admit

Dean Blundell

Dean Blundell is a Canadian radio personality. Best known as a longtime morning host on CFNY-FM (The Edge) in Toronto, Ontario. In 2015 he was named the new morning host on sports radio station CJCL (Sportsnet 590 The Fan). Dean started his career in radio in 2001 and for nearly 20 years been entertaining the radio audience. Dean’s newest venture is the launch of his site and podcast which is gaining tremendous momentum across North America.

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