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propaganda - it's just life lyrics

an attempt to stop writer’s block failed last night
as rain hit the window pane, ink pen drained into nothingness
get no tougher than this
and it ran through the crew like a sick epidemic
abnormal life struggle and it’s racking the brain
tap the inner pain so the rapping would bang
i dreamt i was a baller low riding an impala
nothing stalled the dollar influx, made the big bucks
i know i make it hot
i better stop ’cause the truth can be a rough 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 blowing as a sign that something’s right
worse than opposition is never living and sitting on the side line
when it gon’ be my time?
then you realize all you got is now
bend that eyebrow and begin to dig deep
i sacrifice sleep to reach peak personally
learning to be a lot more humble
and god’ll elevate me when it’s time for the rumble
picked up the pen and pad man i ain’t through fighting
no matter how tough it get, i just keep writing

keep writing, man
it’s just life, homie, the ups and the downs
and i was once tumbling, struggling, fumbling, mind crumbling
but holy spirit bubbling
i tumbled into realms labeled future tense, eternal now
rock the eras
my heart was harder than cotta-terras
harder than terracottas but i learned to get right
and my personal worship sessions peaked at midnight
then dome expanded cause couple heads said i rip tight
but do i live right?
my circle of life changed to oval cause most of man is imagined
you work the strife until it folds to god’s will for thou mental
support my time by posting [lenthal?]
follow basic principle like when the praises raises
and what sowed was reaped
it’s tomorrow today to yesta
it’s birth life and death the way that god manifesta
beat up in my chesta
invest a moment to consider sunsets and flowers
how beautifully and wonderfully orchestrated
from ounce to tons
now on ancient drums, my atriums and ventricles made of gold
they pump the red and whites of days
it propelled the elder across the stage
war mongers, watch out cause songbirds is packing thunder
i circ-mnavigate the globe and man it’s fine, it’s days are numbered
as beautiful as african masks, my past got dismembered
in thy orisons be my sins not remembered

it’s just life
it’s just life

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