Book Of Life

作词 : Common

Here's a little that must be told

(*beat scratches*)

From beginning to end (*beat scratches*)

Here's a little story that must be told (*beat scratches*)

From beginning to end}

Verse 1

I got so much trouble on my mind

So I take time out my day

To pray and I say, now lay me down to sleep

Hopin' that I keep my soul

Peep, I'm gettin' old and this 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 shit 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, I too sing

I may not be the darkest, brother

But I was always told to act my age, not my color

Not knowin' that my color, was out of the original

So now I sing the new negro spiritual

It goes, 'get up, stand up

Stand up for your rights

Get up, stand up

Don't give up the fight

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

Hook

{here's a little story that must be told} (*beat scratches*)

{sample: my life, my life, my life, my life}

{Double Trouble: here's a little story that must be told}

{sample: my life, my life}

{Double Trouble: from beginning to end}

Verse 2

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 a-rab, then on the way back

I stop- at 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 (ahh...)

And I can't turn around, brew- I can't turn it down

Ironically I turn it up, my liver I burn it up

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 I'm a couch bum

What makes it bad, I had incentive

But that disintegrated to a state that stagnated

I procrastinated

I can't recall a day without bein' intoxicated, or blowed

I'm dealin' with a full deck, at any day I can 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

Hook

(*scratch*) {here's a little story that must be told}

{my life, my life, my life, my life (*scratches*)}

{here's a little story that must be told} (*scratches*)

{my life, my life} { from beginning to end

Here's a li-little, sto-story that must be told} (*scratches*)

{my life, my life, my life, my life} (*scratches*)

{here's a li-little, sto-story that must be told (*scratches*)

{my life, my life, my life, my li-(*distorted*)}

Verse 3

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 a doctor, but I don't have the patience

Adjacent to that situation

I want an occupation that I'm into

Cause yet have 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 there's so much strain and stress

I don't think I'll ever be happy until I rest in peace

Of mind, and find who I am

But thank God I found you

Hook

(*scratches*)

{here's a little story that must be told} (*scratches*)

{my life, my life, my life, my life} (*scratches*)

{here's a little story that must be told (*scratches*)

{my life, my life {from beginning to end}, my life, my life}

{here's a little story that must be told} (*scratches*)

{sample: my life, my life, my life {here's a little, little} my life, my life}

{sto, sto-story that must, must, must, must

(*rewind*) mu-must (*distortion*) must be told

Mu-mu-mu- (*distortion*) mu-mu- (*scratches*) must be told

Mu-mu- (*distortion, scratches*) mu- (*scratches*)

Mu-mu- (*distortion, scratches*) mu- (*scratches*)

Must be told (yeah...)

(*scratches*) must be told

(*scratches*) must be to- (*distortion*)

Outro

{trouble, down, the drain... (*echo*)

Trouble...

Trouble, down, the drain... (*echo*)

Trouble...

Trouble, down, the drain...(*echo*)

{*repeat*}

Samples:Stoop Rap - Double Trouble (Rap)

Everybody Loves the Sunshine - Roy Ayers Ubiquity

Written By:No I.D. & Common