Count your blessings

By Apollo Bebop

On Still Learnin’

Released on January 1, 2018

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I wanna be my own boss, cuz ain't nobody's ass I'm kissin/

At 22 decided to become a jazz musician/

People laugh and some are concerned that I'm making a bad decision/

But I'ma continue to rap these writtens/

With mad precision

Just like a mathematician/

Or like the architect who went and built the Sistine chapel building

I’m not a violent guy but it's the opposite of pacifism/

If you're messin with this cash I'm gettin/

Or gonna get

Hasn't come in yet

Waiting on a couple checks/

Until then I'm making big noises like I'm thunderous/

Had some bad habits but I recently laid some to rest/

In the name of progress if I'm being honest fuck depres-sion/

Got a girl who's teaching me a couple less-son/

That's the power of loves effect/

Can't resist her when I see her in her summer dress/

Grab her by the waist pull her close so I can kiss her neck/

Treat her like royalty/

Like a goddess or a queen

Keeping me fresh like she's Oral B/

Don't care if it is corny

Just gotta give her something that she is sure to see/

To prove that I love her to the core of me/

Constantly bring her up in conversation

Or in verses/

Beautiful in pictures even more in person

Pardon me for getting lovey dovey/

I'm just happy and a lucky ducky/

Count your blessings

There ain’t much I care about/

Just my friends, my fam, my girl and this music that I'm blaring loud/

Hardly had my parents ‘round/

They never cared about my whereabouts or care about where I'm now/

But hey, such is life

Kinda makes me wonder what is up with Christ

And why the world’s so ugly when he made it in his image

Yo heaven must be nice

Man I thought about it once or twice

But I ain’t thinking much of it

Cuz I don’t wanna get gassed up or dutch-ovened

My heart wants to believe but my gut doesn’t

Maybe I just need to live something

Which I do

My friends, my fam, my music, my girl

There’s so much to be grateful for in this world

That I don’t even wanna leave

Not yet at least

And if I left I don’t think that I could Rest In Peace

Cuz there’s so much to do so much to see

So what’s wrong with taking the back streets?

Wait?

That’s Smash Mouth’s “All Star” flow

Yo, what the fuck I’m thinking ‘bout that for? I don’t know

Anyway, I’m just trying to get to center stage

And getting paid

It’s not about the money but when rent is late

And you’re ending days with nothing on your dinner plate

Now you’re left starving man it’s hard not to get enraged

But I try to stay on the bright side

Cuz I know this pain won’t last a lifetime

So when life hands you lemonade

Go ahead and drink it it’s already made

Count your blessings