Just Another Day - Lpg

On stone pillows I bellows aches and pains

Of growin and stakin claim to creatin my own niche in this

Im stayin still cuz lead streets they cover all

And as midnight fall the walls seem closing in

And the windows open up and the blinds they shivering

Like leaves in autumn wind when the breeze come rollin in

And my night it just begin so I toss and turn

Quite aimless like I lost the yearn for mics to burn

Can’t wait for the sun crawl up on the sky line

So I can begin struggle and begin another rhyme

See I live for the fight its my life purpose and plan

So at night I’m not fulfillin my callin I’m worthless man

See the joy comes in the morning for me and those around

The joy comes in the fight and bumpin that trumpet sound

And spreadin word of that son who come down to bring

Tales of 3 nails 3 days and a risen king

When the sun come fallin, I’m ready to fight the war

When the start fallin, I’m gettin rest to fight some more

The day was old and the night fell hard

I’m sick of this road and sick of these scars

I’m thinking deep now stuck behind these bars

Can’t count on anybody so I count then stars

I shut my eyes and what I hard was the infinite

In a world where the possible is limitless

Then the word came a shook hands with the wind

And blew through the street and alleys I had within

And as the night aged the wind blew harder

And page after page came and soon it began to rain

And I could feel it washing away my pain

And with every layer gone it began to reveal my name

And then the lightning flashed past memories

And I was enlightened to the truth in melodies

And the thunder echoed deep within my soul

And I realized I was empty and I didn’t even know

When the moon light the night, I write like never before

When the moon’s out of sight, I’m getting rest to write some more

With my back to the sun I’m spittin on my shadow and watch

As it blinds those who oppose me in battle

When it falls behind the hills I’m thinking about restin

And putting my pen to bed instead of stressing

Wars but I’m more of a man for the stance I take

Even as I glance around me at them fallen friends mistakes

I mourn the lost and retreat when night falls

And return to the battlefield when the sun calls

Its coming up on 5 am im still questioning

Frustration been gone a calm has in

A peace in the coos cease fire till the days Pass

With an increase desire to make it and out last

Take it one day at a time and break it down at night

And never sleep till im done doing it right I

Its got to be enough I pray

Cuz to God my life’s one morning one night and one day

When the moon light the night, I write like never before

When the moon’s out of sight, I’m getting rest to write some more