- Votes:
- Composers:
- Patrick Douthit
- Phonte Coleman
- Thomas James
- Luigi Creatore
- George Weiss
- Hugo Peretti
 
- Genres:
- Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
- 9th wonder
- little brother
- rap
 
- See also:
Little Brother - Beautiful Morning lyrics
Open my eyes to a new day, spreading my wings
 Taking shots to the crown 'cause I'm going through things
 Everybody got their hands out
 Coattails getting heavy 'cause I'm living my dream
 I'm trying to school these young niggaz it ain't all what it seems
 I still struggle just like you, and I still hustle just like you
 But it just so happens that Big Pooh doing what he love to do
 Get back on my work, 'cause I was penning on this piece last night
 That'll drive these niggaz berserk
 Tiggalo hit me up, "Pooh its time to murk"
 Throw on a pair of sweats, A-1's, white shirt
 Headed back to the shop, back to the spot where the hits keep coming
 Stack them up like bricks, you can call me the mason of shit
 Foundation has been rock solid no replacing, ya dig?
 No replacing my nig, on everything that I live
 We gonna let this bitch ride to our trains collide
 Or we fall off track, and ain't no bringing me back
 And everything that go for you the same applies to Pat
 'Cause even though the birds ain't singin' and the sun ain't shinin'
 It looks like a beautiful morning
 Each day's another chance to do the things I could've
 Done the day before, but I didn't and I known I should've
 So I say a prayer for the gone for gooders
 Who left this world, then kiss my girl "Good mornin', shuga"Little Brother - Beautiful Morning - http://motolyrics.com/little-brother/beautiful-morning-lyrics.html
 Another sunrise, and as much as I would love
 To roll over on you, I cannot do it because
 The good Lord I prayed to him
 And he said, "Niggaz is listening now"
 So I better have something to say to 'em
 So I'mma tell 'em how it went down, man
 Doin' shows for free goin' outta town, man
 The way I almost broke down and, got a 9 to 5
 'Cause I had more press than the soundscans
 This is the price that I pay for this music
 And every word that I write is a testament to it
 And if I had to go back, I wouldn't change a thing
 Wouldn't re-cut it, re-edit, or change a frame
 'Cause it would not be fair, to turn my back on the struggle
 When that exact same hustle got me here
 Told niggaz for the getup, we three the hard way
 And Broadway's the only place
 You'll ever throw a set up
 Speechless is all you'd be if we ever met up
 I survived far to much now to ever let up, motherfucker
 'Cause even though the birds ain't singin' and the sun ain't shinin'
 It looks like a beautiful morning
















