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Count Your Blessings Lyrics - Jazzmatazz, Vol. 2 (the New Reality) - Guru

Too many times I felt bad (count your blessings) 

Too many times I couldn't see what really I had 

(Yo, just count your blessings) 

Too many times I felt bad (count your blessings) 

Too many times I couldn't see what really I had 

(Better count your blessings) 

Too many times I felt bad (count your blessings) 

Too many times I couldn't see what really I had 

(Better count your blessings) 

Too many times I felt bad (count your blessings) 

Too many times I couldn't see what really I had 

(I say to thee: well, count your blessings) 

 

I remember when I used to get depressed 

Overwhelmed by the stress 

Feeling my life was the illest mess 

Always dwelling on the stuff that wasn't right 

And staring at the four walls in my room all night 

Searching for a way to cope 

The situation shaky, like I'm walkin' on a tightrope 

But now I see it's time to get a handle 

And take control of things 

So for me - I'm a light a candle 

And other people got it worse 

I get a lot of love, so I ought give my thanks first 

 

Too many times I felt bad (count your blessings) 

Too many times I couldn't see what really I had 

(Count your blessings) 

Too many times I felt bad (count your blessings) 

Too many times I couldn't see what really I had 

(Better count your blessings) 

Too many times I felt bad (count your blessings) 

Too many times I couldn't see what really I had 

(I said you better count your blessings) 

 

Too many times I asked: "Why me?" 

And I recall when things weren't goin' how they 'sposed to be 

Yeah, I know you dig what I'm relayin' 

And now I find myself devoting more time to praying 

I ain't saying that I don't do no wrong 

I'm saying I ain't trying to sing no more sad songs 

I got mad responsibilities 

I'm building with my family; my loved ones depend on me 

I've got no time for envy nor for hate 

My inner power's too strong 

To let such evil penetrate 

The world around is in chaos 

But I'd rather seek the truth to be found 

Than to be lost 

Experience is always the best teacher 

Look at the signs, feel the vibes; I'm tryin' to reach ya 

I see how much now that one should be grateful for 

And we must help the others who can't find a open door 

 

Too many times I felt bad (count your blessings) 

Too many times I couldn't see what really I had 

(Count your blessings) 

Too many times I felt bad (count your blessings) 

Too many times I couldn't see what really I had 

(Count your blessings) 

Too many times I felt bad (count your blessings) 

Too many times I couldn't see what really I had 

(Better count your blessings) 

Too many times I felt bad (count your blessings) 

Too many times I couldn't see what really I had 

(Better count your blessings) 

 

Now as we head into the year two thousand 

And more and more people can't even get decent housing 

Poor education in the schools 

And poor employment structures, so some choose illegal tools 

By all means, you know we must survive, but think 

The energy we give always comes back to us in time 

We must decide to make the proper choices 

Or the only thing we'll hear is the cries and the screaming voices 

 

Too many times, too many times 

Too many times, too many times 

Too many times, too many times 

Too many times, too many times 

 

Too many times I felt bad 

Too many times I couldn't see what I really had 

Too many times I felt bad (count your blessings) 

Too many times I couldn't see what really I had 

(Count your blessings) 

Too many times I felt bad (count your blessings) 

Too many times I couldn't see what really I had 

(Better count your blessings) 

Too many times I felt bad (count your blessings) 

Too many times I couldn't see what really I had 

(Better count your blessings) 

Too many times I felt bad (count your blessings) 

Too many times I couldn't see what really I had 

(Better count your blessings) 

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