DECEMBER'S BLESSING



A little sleep, a little slumber
And Satan is gonna rob u like a burglar
Folding ur hands will bring u hunger
Worse for you if u are a loafer
Soo let's stand tall and stay together
Vigilant to defeat the approacher
Make use of every little time
So as to prepare ur prime
Ceasing every form of whine
And so eager to take a ride

A little drop of water makes a mighty ocean
Get up on ur feet and stop the failure notion
No pain; no gain, no fall; no rise
Soo get it in ur gumption
Take ur bible; get ur pen
It's time for action
Know that someone out there needs salvation
Through our Lord Jesus Christ
Who died for us
To set us free from sin

Born with no silver spoon
Soo we making our own moves
Digging our own grooves
The sense of liberty as we cruise
Life is truly free in the ghetto guys' shoes
Laughing as we compare our own blues
A way of sharpening our own tools
Making them hot whiles we are still cool
Like Stone Cold...We don't just booze
Buh we wrestle, hustle and bustle
We don't want a tie and we don't wanna lose
We don't also lie buh in our minds we building castles
Where our daughters now in rags will be adorned with tassels
Mere reasons for our daily tussles
Soo they can smile, we solve life's puzzles
The hustlers' gift... Life can't make us dazzle
We earned it... See the stripes on our muscles

HAPPY NEW MONTH TO YOU

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