Laulunsanoja:
Struggle Wait A Second

you got to give up (Yeah, I know) If you want everything you want (But shit I don't know, I don't know) My life is a jungle, I struggle hustle Monday

I got a lot to look back on in '88 Got my crack on ten years later gettin' my rap on Gettin' shorties like a thespian Had an episode with two lesbians got a

worked two jobs Just to buy supper Pops was a struggling musician, troubled man Juggling family and heroin addiction He overdosed and left a notice of eviction And a

(Spoken by the Gangsta) Hmmph! A dedication to all them homeboys a nd all them homegirls out there that done passed away Dirty boys dedicate this rhyme

be done I will be dead Gone Berserk While waiting My life will boil To struggle is useless To struggle is useless To struggle is useless To struggle

a half minute And I sat in it With a loosie Newpy drift out of my lips, taste, half minted Come on And I felt like a hundred bucks in the pocket of a

self-respecting actress in a german schiester film who gobbled doggie dick and human feces my fingers tap buttons with sanctified awareness from heart scan to pulse readings this a voice from a

the worth of a song within 15 seconds of it playing" With complete n utter lack of the fact that it takes takes all 3 minutes and 40seconds of a song

a struggle in the streets and i couldn't care less. if you said i was sheltered that would be a fair guess i work with words for a living, they don