LIFE

Joshua Smith

On the road hit the store
Pull up fast, let it blow
In the past, let it go
Left the beamer in the snow
In control, never fold
Them drugs I never sold
I've had family on parole
Hoping one day I grow old
Count the green, hit the spleen
Drink the lean, I'm a fiend
Say you broke, what you mean
I got money in my jean
Saw my future in a dream
It say one day I'm a gleam
I stay on the winning team
I'm not perfect I've been seamed
Keep your head up, that's what I've been taught
Many battles I done fought
Grandpa died, I wept a lot
I've been holding to the rock
He say He got it on lock
C say he bought him a glock
I say we should spin the block
I say we should spin the bin
Don't wan' live that life again
Where the cycle never end
Or you end up in that pen
At home drinking all the gin
Losing family and friend
That's the consequence of sin
Learned that back when I was ten
Learned that,
In life that there's gonna be strife
That there's gonna be fights
Mental ones without a knife
It might be some lonely nights
You might see some scary sights
Walking demons in the light
They believing wrong is right
And I'll emphasize again
They don't wanna see you win
Wanna see you in that pen
Or you drinking on that gin
Why you fighting with your kin
Why you hiding from your friend
That's your family your twin
That's your brother to the end
On the road hit the store
Pull up fast, let it blow
In the past, let it go
Left the beamer in the snow
In control, never fold
Them drugs I never sold
I've had family on parole
Hoping one day I grow old
Count the green, hit the spleen
Drink the lean, I'm a fiend
Say you broke, what you mean
I got money in my jean
Saw my future in a dream
It say one day I'm a gleam
I stay on the winning team
I'm not perfect I've been seamed
Back in the bed
Many thoughts run through my head
Take three shots and then you dead
Life a vapor, book I read
Trying to live just how He said
On occasion break the bread
Wanna keep the family fed
Holy Spirit how I'm lead
Can you tell me how you feel
For the one time keep it real
Grandma didn't like the pill
Heard that one from Grandpa Bill
When I saw him I was lil
Back before Grandma was ill
I ain't know that death could kill
That's a pain that still ain't heal
Learned that,
In life that there's gonna be strife
That there's gonna be fights
Mental ones without a knife
It might be some lonely nights
You might see some scary sights
Walking demons in the light
They believing wrong is right
And I'll emphasize again
They don't wanna see you win
Wanna see you in that pen
Or you drinking on that gin
Why you fighting with your kin
Why you hiding from your friend
That's your family your twin
That's your brother
That's your brother to the end

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