Book Of Life

(Here's a little story that must be told)

(From beginning to end)

(Here's a little story that must be told)

(From beginning to end)

I got so much trouble on my mind

So I take time out my day to pray and I say

Now lay me down to sleep, hoping that I keep my soul

Peep I'm getting old and it's a cold cold world

And I ain't even got a bomber

Living with my momma, it's the same routine

Keep my room clean, I'm looking to do some new things

But ain't shit to do, I'm twenty two catch

In the prime of my life, I have no time for a wife

I funnel through the tunnel, disgruntled

Trying to find me some light in the rim of darkness

A'ight, you sing, I may not be the darkest, brother

But I was always told to act my age, not my color

Not knowing that my color was that of the original

So now I sing the new negro spiritual

It goes, get up stand up, stand up for your rights

Get up stand up, don't give up the fight

It's like how can you understand the pain

When you never had to stand under the rain?

When it rains it pours and it's about to come down hard

Thank God I found you

(Here's a little story that must be told)

(My life, my life, my life, my life)

(Here's a little story that must be told)

(My life, my life, from beginning to end)

As I walk down the road of existence

I get resistance from all angles

I tangle for cash, hoping it'll last

Until the end of the week, but all I eat is fast food (yeah)

And you know how junk food goes right through ya

So I return to the Arab and on the way back

I stop and the liquor store, grab me a six pack

Knowing that once I'm done with that I'll be back

To get some more

Once I get started I don't wanna stop, ah

And I can't turn around brew, I can't turn it down

Ironically I turn it up, my liver I burn it up

It's my life, I live it up, the cup I gotta give it up

One day

I'm cruising down a one way street

And I done passed fun day, three blocks ago

It itself life is an obstacle

As I maneuver through the manure I try to be responsible

I want a job but I ain't looking, how come?

I ain't trying to degrade myself being nobody's Calvin

I'm a couch bum, what makes it bad I had incentive

But I disintegrated to a state that's stagnated, I procrastinated

I can't recall a day without being intoxicated or blowed

I'm dealing with a full deck and any day I could fold

What makes it bad, I wasn't dealt that bad a hand

And I had a plan, but things didn't go through

The way they were supposed to

Thank God I found you

(Here's a little story that must be told)

(My life, my life, my life, my life)

(Here's a little story that must be told)

(My life, my life, from beginning to end)

(Here, here's a little story that must be told)

(My life, my life, my life, my life)

(Here's a little, little story, story, that must be told)

(My life, my life, my life, my)

It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder

How I keep from going under, I ponder

And try to keep my concentration in this idiotic nation

They say become I doctor, but I don't have the patients

Adjacent to that situation, I want an occupation

That I'm into, 'cause yet if I begin to live to my potential

I went to school for fourteen years

And my best teacher was experience

I reminisce and wish I could go back in time to eighty-nine

When there was just sunshine

But now it's like I'm getting older to so much strain and stress

I don't think I'll ever be happy until I rest in peace

Of mind and find who I am

But thank God I found you

(Here's a little story that must be told)

(My life, my life, my life, my life)

(Here's a little story that must be told)

(My life, my life, from beginning to end)

(Here, here's a little story that must be told)

(My life, my life, my life, my life)

(Here's a little, little story, story, story)

(That must, must, must, must, must, must, must be told)

(Must, must, must, must, must)

(Must be told)

(Must, must, must, must, must be told)

(Must, must, must be told)

(Must, must must, must, must be told)