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Current song lyrics
Verse1:<br /> I start out, just to vibe out, I ain't about <br />to bow out, I'm more gangsta than you are but I ain't <br />about the raw raw, my season will come, it has to, <br />honestly I feel like I'm ten months pregnant or <br />something, I'm passed due, sincerely I'm touchy these <br />days I can't take nothing, I'm tryna treat my record <br />like the law shit I'm dying to break something, and <br />mostly, I'm up and stressin, when other folks sleep, <br />believe me, I know struggle, and struggle knows me, my <br />life owes me, like an overdose I'm slowly, drifting in <br />the arms of trouble, then trouble holds me, and <br />nothing else's close to me, more than pain <br />unfortunately, like a self fulfilling prophecy, I'm <br />suppose. <br /><br />Chorus: Strugglin, and it's trouble in, in this <br />circumstance I'm dwelling in I find myself in the <br />corner huddling, with some angry men, and I gotta <br />settle shit again before they gotta kill again, I'm <br />strugglin, and it's trouble in, in this circumstance <br />I'm dwelling in I find myself in the corner huddling, <br />with some angry men, and I gotta settle shit again <br />before they gotta kill again. <br /><br />Verse2: I should be chillin on beaches, instead my <br />bone freezes, ducking glocks and I walks, well, like <br />Jesus, the realest thing for me is, since I was a <br />fetus, the only break I ever got, was at recess, so <br />legitimately, I remain very little relieved, and at <br />thug rappers, I remain very little intrigued, and can <br />you blame me, look how we lived in the late eighties, <br />throwing rocks at the crazy ladies, and when we'd play <br />these, crazy game, the whole crew had crazy names, we <br />even had a cripple we use to call em lazy legs, but my <br />faith remains, untouched and unchanged, still in my <br />block you hear more shots than a gun range, I'm... <br /><br />Chorus: Strugglin, and it's trouble in, in this <br />circumstance I'm dwelling in I find myself in the <br />corner huddling, with some angry men, and I gotta <br />settle shit again before they gotta kill again, I'm <br />strugglin, and it's trouble in, in this circumstance <br />I'm dwelling in I find myself in the corner huddling, <br />with some angry men, and I gotta settle shit again <br />before they gotta kill again. <br /><br />Verse3: Aight aight, more to the truth, no writing <br />just record me at the booth, forced by the loop and <br />the guitar but I'm the boss of the groove, I speak <br />truth my deep roots remain in equal danger, the pain <br />on my song is crazy but the sequel is stranger, hey <br />man, I'm from the hardest heartless projects, dear <br />departed I'm now known as a recording artist, spilling <br />what little remains of your memories in the process, <br />bitter a little, but making your names in to a <br />colossus, believe me, I'm thankful my brother is still <br />with me, and ain't much changed Bobby is still <br />troubling Whitney, and Bush is still bombing poor <br />people yo he's deadly, and me I got a little recording <br />gig but evidently, I'm.... <br /><br />Chorus Repeats. <br /><br />Outro: Yea yea. The pain on my song is crazy, the <br />pain on my song is crazy, strugglin, still strugglin.
New song lyrics
Verse1:<br /> I start out, just to vibe out, I ain't about <br />to bow out, I'm more gangsta than you are but I ain't <br />about the raw raw, my season will come, it has to, <br />honestly I feel like I'm ten months pregnant or <br />something, I'm passed due, sincerely I'm touchy these <br />days I can't take nothing, I'm tryna treat my record <br />like the law shit I'm dying to break something, and <br />mostly, I'm up and stressin, when other folks sleep, <br />believe me, I know struggle, and struggle knows me, my <br />life owes me, like an overdose I'm slowly, drifting in <br />the arms of trouble, then trouble holds me, and <br />nothing else's close to me, more than pain <br />unfortunately, like a self fulfilling prophecy, I'm <br />suppose. <br /><br />Chorus: Strugglin, and it's trouble in, in this <br />circumstance I'm dwelling in I find myself in the <br />corner huddling, with some angry men, and I gotta <br />settle shit again before they gotta kill again, I'm <br />strugglin, and it's trouble in, in this circumstance <br />I'm dwelling in I find myself in the corner huddling, <br />with some angry men, and I gotta settle shit again <br />before they gotta kill again. <br /><br />Verse2: I should be chillin on beaches, instead my <br />bone freezes, ducking glocks and I walks, well, like <br />Jesus, the realest thing for me is, since I was a <br />fetus, the only break I ever got, was at recess, so <br />legitimately, I remain very little relieved, and at <br />thug rappers, I remain very little intrigued, and can <br />you blame me, look how we lived in the late eighties, <br />throwing rocks at the crazy ladies, and when we'd play <br />these, crazy game, the whole crew had crazy names, we <br />even had a cripple we use to call em lazy legs, but my <br />faith remains, untouched and unchanged, still in my <br />block you hear more shots than a gun range, I'm... <br /><br />Chorus: Strugglin, and it's trouble in, in this <br />circumstance I'm dwelling in I find myself in the <br />corner huddling, with some angry men, and I gotta <br />settle shit again before they gotta kill again, I'm <br />strugglin, and it's trouble in, in this circumstance <br />I'm dwelling in I find myself in the corner huddling, <br />with some angry men, and I gotta settle shit again <br />before they gotta kill again. <br /><br />Verse3: Aight aight, more to the truth, no writing <br />just record me at the booth, forced by the loop and <br />the guitar but I'm the boss of the groove, I speak <br />truth my deep roots remain in equal danger, the pain <br />on my song is crazy but the sequel is stranger, hey <br />man, I'm from the hardest heartless projects, dear <br />departed I'm now known as a recording artist, spilling <br />what little remains of your memories in the process, <br />bitter a little, but making your names in to a <br />colossus, believe me, I'm thankful my brother is still <br />with me, and ain't much changed Bobby is still <br />troubling Whitney, and Bush is still bombing poor <br />people yo he's deadly, and me I got a little recording <br />gig but evidently, I'm.... <br /><br />Chorus Repeats. <br /><br />Outro: Yea yea. The pain on my song is crazy, the <br />pain on my song is crazy, strugglin, still strugglin.
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