Buju Banton - My Pen lyrics

This is Buju Banton and Ive
Got something special to say
With my dear friend, who is my pen
Ooh Lord
Ooh Right
Woo

Hear I go again
Just me and my pen
I'm without a friend
They have all turned and gone and left me
Now on my lonesome journey a few
Things in life concern me
What is life?
A few things in life console me
What is life?
The other is how we live it?
Yeah ah ah

Uncle Bob say, "Time will tell"
We may not read and write so well
Our senses are elevated within
Aw, they could not fool him
Woe be on to those who despise
Jealous ones will always criticize
Is that life?
Is that the way to live it?
Yeah ah ah
Words has its boundaries
Sky has no limit
Be the best in life
Rule everything in it
Let no one stand in your way
There's just one law to obey
Thats morality
And protect your sanity
Aw aw aw

Hear I go again
Just me and my pen
I'm without a friend
They have all turned and gone and left me
Upon my lonesome journey a few
Things in life concern me
A few things in life console me
What is life?
The other is how we live it?
Woah oh oh oh

And when all is gone
And everything becomes clear
What's it all about?
Is it fortune or fame?
There is justice
Equality, and our human rights
I'm sick and tired of watching
Our children pay the price
Lord, Lord, Lord
They cry a silent tear
And I wonder if they hear
I wonder if they care
Ooh ooh ooh ooh

Hear my goals again
Just me and my pen
I am without a friend
They have all turned and gone and left me
Now on my lonesome journey a few
Things in life console me
A few things in life console me
What is life?
The other is how you live it?

Uncle Bob say, "Time will tell"
I may not read and write so well
My senses are elevated within
Aw, they could not fool I
Woe be on to those who despise
Why deny I of my rights?
Is that right?
Is that the way to live it?

And when all is gone
And everything becomes clear
What's it all about?
Who God?
Is it fortune or fame?
There is justice
Equality, and our human rights
We are sick and tired of watching
Our children pay the price
They cry a silent tear
And I wonder if you care
I wonder if you care

Hear I go again
Just me and my pen
I am without a friend
They have all turned and gone, left me
Upon my lonesome journey a
Few things in life