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Verse 1 of "Da Struggle" Rate, Hae whatever
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I got questions that need answers, it's got me breathin frantic//
is there a reason, for when i see police, that i panic?//
bitches on they knees cause he's handsome?, wantin to be romantic//
and one'sa wit riches, whatever they want and need it's granted//-
It's degrading, the shit we live through, the way of life//
i ask HIM why, thats what i say everday when i pray at night//
wish my pain and sadness could go away by a ray of light//
and if the angel's call my number in this lotto, shit, i hope i played them right//-
but still, i love livin, never think twice to exist//
cause i love this ho, eventhoug, life is a bitch//
and she hard to please, but please, pardon me//
cause if it was up to me i'd cheat life wit cards up my sleeves//-know what I mean//
but damn, i did alot of livin man//
damn, i did a lot of cookin in the kitchen man//-look//
moms was workin late, i was starvin for a plate//
about this life, me and GOD could fuckin argue everyday//
Times was harder than you think nigga//
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