Misery's best friend can't be a dead-end A bag full of regrets, and I'm coming clean Some feel it, especially the rejects A bad habit; don't forget it: you better Count your last blessings and fill up the wagon Chases its feet And now I'm running out of

It's been a bad day Please don't take a picture Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, Lord Count your blessings We're sick of being jerked around We all fall down A public service Announcement followed me home the other day I paid it never mind

I put that on the bible boy, count your blessings Put that on the bible boy, count your blessings Have you ever seen a MAC-11? New TEC-9 with the extension Mayday, man down, call the reverend Niggas in Missou ain't changed Make ya have to let loose