Propaganda (US) - It's Just Life lyrics

An attempt to stop writtas block failed last night As rain hit the window pane ink pen drained Into nothingness. It gets no tougher than this And it ran through the crew like a sick epidemic Abnormal life struggle and its racking the brain To tap the inner pain so the rappin' would bang I dreamed I was a balla -low ridin' impala, Nothin' stall the dolla influx Make the big bucks, I know we'll make it hot I betta stop 'cus The truth can be a ruff alarm clock. See life don't give breaks so you just gotta choose, To live or to sit and watch the moon play the blues. Or take the wind blowin as a sign that's somthin's right Worse than opposition is, never livin' And sittin' on the side line when it go' be my time, Then you realize all you got is now Bend that eye brow and begin to dig deep, I'll sacrifice sleep to reach peek, personally Learnin' to be a lot more humble, And god will elevate me when its time for the rumble I picked my pen and pad man I aint through fightin' No matter how tuff it get I just keep writing It's just life I was once stumbling, fumbling wonderin mind crumbling but Holy Spirit bubblin. I tumbled into realms labeled future tense entrnal now rock the eras Heart was harder then cotta terras, hearts was harder than terra-cotta But I learned to give right and personal worship sessions peaked at midnight Then dome expanded cus a couple heads said I rip tight but do he live right Circle of life changed to oval, cus most of man is imagined Work the strife until it folds to gods will for my mental Supporting time by post and lethal, follow basic principle Like when the prasis raises, and what sowed is reaped. Tomorrow, today to yester, birth life and d**h the way that god manifest the Beat in my chest Invest a, moment to consider sunsets and flowers how Beautifully orchestrated from ounce to ton Now on ancient drums, my atriums, and ventricles made of gold pumps The red and whites of days, propelled the b-boy across the stage Hormongers, watch out these song birds is packin' thunder Circumnavigate the globe in minutes find its days are numbered As beautiful as African masks my past got dismembered And in thy orisons be my sins not remembered. It's just life