Tytuł: Struggle with this

• Wykonawca: Cappadonna
• Wyświetleń: 238

  
   [Intro: Cappadonna]
  (... it's like I'm back in the guts, the worlds
  The streets, the projects, it's always a struggle
  No matter what you do)
  Struggle with this, come on ya'll, struggle with this
  Struggle with this, come on ya'll, struggle with this
  Struggle with this, come on ya'll, struggle with this
  
  [Cappadonna]
  All ya'll fake ass niggaz, what you know about this?
  Album after album, like I don't give a shit
  And you still writin', you ain't flippin' no bricks
  And you got a big mouth, but you ain't go no hits
  You just a squirrel in the path, about to get ran over
  Your talk game is good, but where your Land Rover?
  You never had a whip, you never had no chips
  You was lookin' for Don', while I was takin' long trips
  Came back to Park Hill and I flexed my kits
  Smoke greens with ya'll niggaz, come on, get a grip
  Stop frontin' like you can't see.. (what?)
  Deep down inside you wanna be like me
  And get a little more fame and a little more pussy
  But you so jealous of me, plus you kick dirt
  That's the reason why ya'll niggaz can't work..
  Yo, yo, come on, ya'll, struggle with this.
  
  [Chorus: Cappadonna]
  We up early in the morning, and all night
  We keep the armor of Allah on, ready to fight
  Come on, ya'll, struggle with this, keep it tight
  Because I, am, thee, un-, ordinary life!
  
  [Interlude: Cappadonna (King Just)]
  Yeah, come on ya'll, struggle with this
  Come on ya'll, struggle with this
  Come on ya'll, struggle with this
  (Aiyo, Cap, one of those round math')
  
  [King Just]
  I'm rarely seen, cuz I'm out, chasin' my dreams
  Microphone fiend, way before I was a teen
  Mitch Green niggaz all get punched in they eye
  Challengin' the champ, like I won't take their pride
  Or kick they hide, from here to the Westside
  Tell you rest in the flesh, even the best done tried
  Comply, or you'll be assassinated
  I'm dated and faded, download it and save it
  I made it, easier for the media
  So you could understand me, without the slang Enclyopedia
  Stay weeded up, like the kettel gettin' headed up
  Talkin' bout the kid, but I already beat it up
  In the cut, like peroxide, or iodine
  Optimus shine, here to decline your slot time
  Rock rhymes on point like a porcupine
  And if my ass get left back, I'mma catch up/Ketchup like Heines
  And define definition of an M.C
  Tempt me, I ain't got a lot to give, I got plenty
  Since you went from 103 to 104
  Them dumb ass broads talkin' 'bout them more and more
  From shore to shore, I laid down my law
  And walk my Adidas on Colleseum floors
  Score like Fugee, Rhyme & Reason first movie
  I ain't gon' rest til I see Flex black a tooly
  One bad mooly, who lost his cool-io
  With this Julie ho, gettin' brains in the studio
  Figadoh! Return of the phantom of the opera
  Pop a collar, pop it for Mr. Popular
  I could see through binoculars that you've been watchin' us
  Your best bet is to get your money set and start coppin' us
  Before the deeds knock us, and push petal charges
  And fall off the face of the earth like slaughtered Sergeant
  
  [Interlude: King Just (Cappadonna)
  Come on ya'll, struggle with this (yeah, do it, right)
  Come on ya'll, struggle with this (Staten Island, stand up)
  K.J. all day, Donnamite (get fucked up)
  Come on ya'll, struggle with this
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Interlude: Cappadonna]
  Yeah, Hollyhood, come on, ya'll struggle with this
  
  [Cappadonna]
  I've been strugglin' a few years, now I'm back
  All ya'll stupid muthafuckas best to learn how to act
  I ain't here to rap with you or here to clap with you
  Cappadon', I'm just back on the map with you
  Plus I'm gettin' it hot, ya'll hatin' ass niggaz not gettin' a lot
  Scheming like a fiend and when the joint in the block
  Know you can't get down, nigga, what you got?
  Big Don' beyond plot, stay low in the block
  With the glock, told them niggaz in Crimestock
  Hold ya head, it's gonna pop
  Keep comin' home, we gonna rise to the top
  Like one in the dome, nigga, we refuse to stop
  Don't get it twisted, the Bees gon' drop
  But the heat's still rising and ya'll gonna get it
  It's me, Big Cappadon' with the fitted
  And my goretex shit with the FUBU knitted
  And I'm coming back for all ya'll niggaz that shitted
  Kid back off, my thoughts make you wanna clap off
  Run from Don, I tear the wax off
  Osama Island, nigga we been wildin'
  Struggle with this, come on ya'll, fuck talent!
  
  [Outro: Cappadonna]
  Struggle with this, put that work in
  Come on ya'll, struggle with this
  Homicide Hill, come on ya'll, grizzly
  Struggle with this...