Today Just Ain't The Day

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Now I'm the first to admit the fact

I've done a little bit of this and that

just wanna spit my raps, my life ain't yo' concern

I ain't gone carry the weight of the world

and I don't know what to tell you

I've been to Heaven but I've tasted Hell, too

face the Devil, don't give a fuck

smack him in his face, kick him inna nuts

They say I talk a lot

I walk a block with both feet broke

the storm a rock, but ain't sinking Red's boat

I see the coast, but I'm too blurry-eyed to see hope

inna chokehold

trying to hold on these ropes

I've done less wrong than I've done right

but I can never escape what I've done right

thinking Lucifer live on Jupiter, he chilling right

here

but I'm killing this nightmare

not willing to fight fair

Hell with a Nike Air, I run barefoot through the desert

make the whole damned world follow my neck jerk

laying it brick by brick

the kid don't quit until he got a pyramid

now I'm a stand tall inna Land of the Lost

you just got laid off? we gone handle yo' boss

so get yo' hands where my eyes can see 'em

if you's a human being

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I left my ex-girl in Hell hurt, wasn't there for her

was an expert in putting Red first, though I care for

her

now I'm a broken man

my life slipping away although I'm holding on with both

hands

for some folks it's dope, I need liquor to calm me

drink 'til I'm a zombie

Helsinki ain't no palm trees

looking back I understand the man I should have been

but thing is that I truly am haunted by the boogeyman

I took a stand long time ago, I treat people how I want

'em to treat me

but shit ain't easy

when he keeps calling it's hard not to answer

my number changing like Pampers

but it don't matter

is it a bad world or a bad God?

am I a bad man having a bad day, or bad odds?

too many damned scars, trying to patch 'em up

I don't really do it no more but pass the blunt

refrain

Don't you know what you listening to

a God damned white man singing the blues

take a good look 'cause I'm the living proof

trying to walk the narrow road in these shitty ass

shoes

Now you know what you listening to

a God damned white man singing the blues

take a good look 'cause I'm the living proof

trying to walk the narrow road in these shitty ass

shoes

I was losing my last bit of faith

my way out wasn't the door but the windowpane

only thing I had in my life's liquor and misery

and the only thing I could write was my obituary

this my way a telling my brothers that I appreciate

how they kept my vision straight

reason that I live today

I miss 'em days when we would just sit and blaze

talking 'bout which a them chicks got big tits and

things

but things change

and I ain't gonna be bitter man

'cause I know that love always wins the hate

let your fists swing where my eyes can see 'em

Helsinki, worldwide, if you's a human being..

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