Yeah, so this is one of the new songs - I know, sometimes it seems like you're deep in the struggle or something, but just look on the bright side of things, and it's all good!
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Story behind the song
The fact that even when it seems like stuff ain't going like it should, I'm still enjoying life...
Lyrics
[Verse 1 - Prophit]
All is well, yeah, well, I admit to that/
No longer feel of the stings of those that, "bee", dissin' my raps/
I have two angels on my shoulders, I don't see no demon/
And my bitch should join the navy, 'cause she sure like seamen(semen)/
I have to confess - my love is making me stressful/
Don't act big around me - don't be thinkin' you 'special/
I have a habit of being a bastard, pushing a girls desire way-back/
So far, she'll be chasing the "Dick" around like Ahab/
And nah, don't play-that, bitch, I'm sure you 'better than me/
It's just that, well, I don't really want you in the bed when you bleed/
Maybe I'm blessed with these, skills that grow like seeds/
Maybe it's a test of greed, God's given me special needs/
Maybe if I could proceed to be the best emcee/
I could look mean in them magazines, get groupies on ecstasy/
I'm getting everything I want, God's blessing-me/
And if that bitch 'your bitch, then why 'she standing next-to-me?/
Haha!
[Verse 2 - Prophit]
I made a pact with the Devil when I was just a kid/
I needed a rolemodel around, 'cause my father quit/
I got away with everything, and I did some wild-shit/
I always loved robbin'(Robin), but not the Bat's sidekick/
I got a commitment to my crew, gotta' show who Vibe-is/
"Wait, which one are you again?" - Man, my name is Prophit/
Vibe's the lyricist, Bandit 'on some crazy-shit/
Home is just a lazy-bitch, nah, I'm playing-(trick)/
Maybe my crew don't function, but I think it does/
If not, it's RAJ Productions, yeah, what's up, cuz?/
Slowly gaining a buzz, like a queen teen bee/
But I'm like that dude in Lethal Weapons - no fathers, no renminbi/
But the green ain't important, and I got two working feet/
Leave love all alone, 'cause that got me hurt and beat/
Maybe I'll try again some-time, but it's time for my-time/
My-shine, my-rhymes, I'm talkin' 'bout label-changing if I say I re-sign/
Haha...
