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U-God

Struggle Ain`t Got No Color

  hip-hop  wu-tang  rap  east coast rap  hip hop
362 3 часа назад

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[Intro: U-God w/ Hook]Color ain`t got no struggle... color..[Hook 2X: U-God]Move, grind, move, grindMove, grind, move, grind[U-God]Yo, yo, it`s hard to smile, cuz life`s so for realIt`s funny what people do just to get a millSome kill, rob, steal, sell crushed pillsMultimillion dollar deals, generatin` hillsBut I got skills, there no need for violenceHow that nigga stay hungry with degrees in scienceYeah, he needs a challenge, you`se an A-Class PilotThe boy so vibrant, he walk like a tyrantHis mind`s in the garbage, his spine is heartlessHe`s a one mind pirate, who gets his regardlessWith felony charges, greedy coke-nosed clientsHis nose is numb and he didn`t read the fineprintAccounts on minus, with a block of stressAnd he can`t close his eyelids cuz it don`t care lessYeah, they died on they blinders, he got mouths to feedSo he grieves over liquor, that his spouse might leaveAnd it leads him sicker, his house ain`t been cleaned in a weekHe can`t sleep cuz his problem`s gettin` deep, cuz[Chorus: U-God ( w/ Hook )]Struggle ain`t got no color, kidColor ain`t got no colorNow, color ain`t got no struggle, kidStruggle ain`t got no colorNow growin` up, it`s a wild jungle, kidColor ain`t got no struggleSame block, same clubs, same money, same drugsStruggle ain`t got no color[U-God]I can`t sleep around heat, roaches and dust mitesIn the winter time it`s cold enough, nigga, to bust pipesI`m like, Jesus Christ, yo, my socks is blackI`m hoodied up in the halls with the stocking capRockin` forth and back, draggin` a huge cannonDuckin` the law, I`m the last man standingStrong armin` the store, when the line is drawnWith a fifty pound vest on, that strike your dawnIt`s like, I`m a pawn, takin` orders from the sideFrom the root to the fruit, I`m a Freedom FighterPolice in hot pursuit, move beneath the firePeel out in tires, when I burn these streetsThese knockaround guys, never turn they cheeksWe`re all I see, my contract`s is wackBaby mamma huntin` for cash, get off my backTake out the trash, put some food on the shelfI don`t trust women, son, I can`t trust myselfFuck them hoes, cuz, I`m just movin` for delf[Bridge 2X: U-God]Things never change, we all the sameWe bleed the same blood (blood)Yeah, I`ve seen joy, love, hate and painI never gave up (up)[Chorus][U-God]Yo, I come from the gutter, bad blood and slumWhere niggaz scarred for life, and they die for crumbWhere young worship the gun, smoke blunts for funIt`s the same old song, one minute it`s calmThen shots ring out like it`s VietnamAnd you see it`s wrong, when you`re forced to retireMy single`s almost gone, caught in the crossfireThat`s why I`m high wired, Lord, forgive meI broke down and cried, when he lost his kidneyWith his baby sitter Shi-Shi, two years oldHe laid on the floor, bullet holes in his clothesI was miles away, yeah, away on tourWhen I received the call, in the phone, I hang upI was mad at the world, and grabbed the bangerWrecked the hotel, released the angerYou supposed to keep my child away from dangerFirst we were friends, now we strangersHe lost a lot of blood, but didn`t show no fearIn I.C.U., in intensive careAnd I praise the Lord, that my son is still here, but[Chorus]

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