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COMMON lyrics : "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 world

And I ain't even got a bomber
Livin' with my momma
It's the same routine

Keep my room clean
I'm lookin' to do some new things but ain't %#@! 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 darkness
Aiight 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 spiritual
It 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 you

As 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 ya

So 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 responsible

I 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 stagnated
I 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 you
It'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 patients/patience
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 gettin' older to so much strain and stress
I don't think I'll ever be happpy until I rest
In peace

Of mind
And find
Who I am
But thank God I found you

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