It's Just Life - Propaganda

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 death 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