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Would I be prying if I asked you what was wrong?
Would I be prying?
Everything is wrong
Nah, not everything?
The sun is still shining
It's a beautiful day out
Some things are OK, right?
Yeah, I guess so
Life can get all up in yo ass
Baby, you better work it out
Now let me tell you what it's all about
Baby, you better work it out
Now let me tell you what it's all about
Everybody's gotta live is what I always said
But it ain't gonna happen for you sittin' in the crib
The world ain't always nice and it isn't fair
But you can't go givin' into it and disappear
You got somethin' that the streets need to have from you
And wastin' time's 'bout the worst thing a man can do
The less a man has to say the more words he uses (Shh)
So I'mma keep it movin'
On down the road
You can work your whole life
Never stumble on a pot of gold
So I ain't holdin' my breath (What?)
I'm just gon' get up, get out the house
Hope for the best
Thinkin' to myself you never know what this day brings
To remember sometimes I can't change things
Ask me if I'm strugglin'?
Yes, damn right
But it helps me to remember I'm blessed
And that's life
Baby, you better work it out
Now let me tell you what it's all about
Baby, you better work it out
I don't know how to react to gainin'
I'm so used to losin'
Don't really know how to be sober
I'm so used to boozin'
I used to fool when I was at school
I would lose my cool and
Somebody noticed my lack of focus
And tried to prove it
It was an intervention back then but my pride was vicious
I was high in California dreaming, my ride switches(?)
Smokin' blunts and bitches and living like the video
Wonderin' if I'm rappin'
Why can't I act like them niggas, yo?
It wasn't meant for me
I was my own enemy
I can go on and on
And I wasn't alone in these streets
But getting heat used to seem like the thing to do
Used to be a little bit of flow or a peek at you
I went from sellin' it to inhalin' it like a fool
Forgot the golden rule but back then that shit was cool
But now I maintain and let it do what it do
This damn person I feel the day she hear the truth
Baby, you better work it out
Now let me tell you what it's all about
Tryin' to deal with the pressures and keepin' flow
With the struggles and depression and being broke
Fightin' the enticing o' the evils, the reaper knows
The times at which I'm most weak
I need to be myself
'Cause life can get all up in yo ass
And it seems like there's no way out
Had enough of all the problems
Like, man, I came a long way down
At rock bottom, can't say I'm proud (Uh huh)
Well I guess it's a humblin' thought
But I can't let 'em see me out here stumblin' laws
I can't keep on slippin' every time that I'm mad
It's time to brush off the dust and rise from the ash
I'd like to think we should measure the size of a man
By how he recovers when he's lyin' it flat (Don't you?)
I got more heart than discipline, true
But at the end of the day, I'm no different from you (Yes, life...)
Baby, you better work it out
Hey look
Whatever it is
Just forget about it
Life is too short
Just try yourself happy
But what if you can't make yourself happy?
Huh?
Then, I don't know
You know what you do then?
You forget
Block it out
I remember...
My grandmother told me how to be happy
She said "Leon,
Leon, my darling little grandson
If you want to be happy
Don't think
Don't bump into any walls
If you stutter
Don't talk."
I listened to my grandmother
And look at me now
Couldn't be happier
Now
That's life