From The Recordings Html
Released December 11, 2015
Produced by Wontel
I Won’t Complain
Written by JEREMIAH BLIGEN
Life's a roller coaster,
twitching every which a way,
Lord knows I done seen my share of troubles in my day,
Got a couple of bruises,
Couple Knuckles out of place,
This life will never be perfect,
But I'm thankful for each day.
and yeah the struggle’s present but I know.
with right perspective I will grow,
I don't have all that I want
But I'm content with what I don't
stand covered in the rain,
Forgiven, not a slave,
Thats why if you ask me how I'm doing,
Believe me when I say:
I won't complain.
Through the ups, downs,
Treble and the Bass,
No man I won't complain
because hes faithful
through it all, it everything,
No man I won’t complain
Thankful just to see another moon,
Warren to keep God (guard) at the Center
as the pressure looms,
progressing, no stressing,
though this life isnt a brees,
Im thankful I wont scramble,
im protected from the heat indeed!
He's Keeping me on this route,
every in and every out,
He's on Post,
so when theres a hitch,
I can turn right around and go.
beat the press,
lose the coverage, (All football references)
this aint news,
but hes faithful to help us bear (Beer)
growing with every bruise (Brews).
were wiser, bud (Budweiser).
The ups and downs of this life,
Are real, lets speak about it,
how my son was in a box,
with miconium in his lungs,
nothing I could do about it.
with a hole off in his heart,
ventilated, full of drugs
didnt know if hed make it out,
but he did and Im thankful,
cause plenty peoples babies dont,
still got a couple of bills,
but woe is me just aint my song.
I look my son in the eyes,
im just grateful hes alive.
and complaining, changes squat,
so I'll lift up praises, while I grind.
If I don't have it, I don't need it,
And if I need it, then I got,
Or its coming, in the oven,
matter of time,
Before I cuff it.
I ain't worried, I ain't stressing,
I'm believin in his word,
That at the least he'll do for me,
What he does by feeding birds.
Let's meet up get acquainted
And live in peace.
Not complacent, but depending
On the sacred.
Promises of the Father.
Not manipulating a system,
Nor lying, cheating or stealing,
but trusting in what he what he issues.
It's comical, how we dodging you,
when your will us uncomfortable
When ever it's unprofitable,
Flirt with the dishonorable
Move from under your cover,
and create even worse obstacles.
us our own devices,
And end up right back where we started: Dew:
Give us strength to trust your timing,
Some mountains aint for moving,
Theyre there for us to climb em,