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Book Of Life

I got so much trouble on my mind

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

Now I lay me down to sleep

Hopin' that I keep my soul, peep

I'm gettin' old and it's a cold, cold worldAnd I ain't even got a bomber

Livin' with my momma

It's the same routine

Keep my room cleanI'm lookin' 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, tryin' to find me some light

In the rim of darknessAiight you sing, I may not be the darkest

Brotha but I was always told

To act my age and not my color

Knowin' that my color was that of the original

So now I sing the new negro spiritualIt goes get up stand up, etc.

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 youAs I walk down the road of existence

I get resistance from all angles

I tangle for cash, hopin' it'll last

'Til the end of the week but all I eat is fast food

And you know how junk food goes right through yaSo I return to the Arab and on the way back

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

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

To get some more, once I get started I don't wanna stop

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

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

(Fat line)It's my life, I live it up, the cup I gotta give it up

One day, I'm cruisin' 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 responsibleI want a job but I ain't lookin', how come

I ain't tryin' to degrade myself bein' nobody's Calvin

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

But I disintegrated to a state that's stagnatedI procrastinated, I can't recall a day

Without bein' intoxicated or blowed

Ain't dealin' 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 youIt's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder

How I keep from goin' under, I ponder

And try to keep my concentration in this idiotic nation

They say become I doctor but I don't have the patienceAdjacent 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 experienceI reminisce and wish

I could go back in time to eighty-nine

When there was just sunshine

But now it's like I'm gettin' olderTo 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

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