A Good Day

Just waking up in the morning gotta thank God I don't know but today seems kinda odd I'm appalled I left the house and paps called "Wassup with yall, Its Christmas Eve after all" Hit the street to see my long time buddy Gaul Animals in the village like its carnival The grass is green The sky is blue The birds are chirping The air feels new Thank God for waking to me to use my skill of rap Cause if it wasn't for my rap I wouldn't be on track I'm drifting off to nap The bus is cruising at an 80 in the city While I'm litty at the back Got my baby where I'm at She my lady she don't lack She could play the ukulele or the ratatatatat Plus the people seem more friendly than they did in yesterday The vibe is pure, its like the cure had rained the night into the day I am on the way I am under pressure, with stress I work away Son of a Baptist Piling my cash its thick of molasses Sharper than glass is Double the profit Chopping the losses Summon the posse Making music In the cloud were grooving Move when I move And do what im doing Suddenly spewing Said I'm the best See that Im proving I am improving Thank you for the rising sun Thank you for my life my god Thank you for your only son Thank you for your Thank you for your Thank you for the rising sun Thank you for my life my god Thank you for your only son Thank you for your Thank you for your Thank you for your For your thank you