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letra de life is trouble - loc saint

[chorus: loc saint]
now let me tell you bout my lifetime trials and tribulations define everything i live
i put knuckles to blade and do what it took to stay alive
stuck on replay and ev-er-y day i spend my life, blood struggle
since i was born it’s been pain
ain’t had a life you wanna reminisce about it they change
it’s like the reapers of the contract hid in my head
you won’t believe the things i been through and still ain’t dead
it’s been a struggle

[verse 1: loc saint]
struggles my life and that’s on everything i promise
struggle into my future predict it like nostradamus
nothing can touch my struggle cause why would trouble be on us
when a good life’s all we want but only drama is upon us
life is murder my nerves straight to the roofs like orthodontists
since loco was just a baby singe my boots and get on it
lynch my noose for the money
god preach myself when i vomit
cause i been waking from my nightmares
bossin the blocks feel like a war zone often
pistol whipped in my face at age eleven had my entire jaw poppin
cause schoolin back and im sobbin recalling why the h-ll this washed town brain never stoppin enough to make a kids brain hit the wall at high velocity
b-st-rd baby no daddy just like almost every one of my homies in my city
the whole planet devil dammit treating me with animosity
let’s see what you’re to do when you’re granted facing atrocity
painted my pain and marco murder at the age of twelve
attempted k!llin no feelin already livin h-ll
i’ll beat the rapper then welfare beat me back
and i’m wonderin will i live to even tell my own tale
eighteen years oh baby and i changed my life
suicide came to get it so i gave it to christ
all my homies turned me round and stabbed my back with a knife
let’s relax let’s just practice and being homeboys for life
my bother lost his mind and my sweet heart bounce
times faded in the vapor like my money amounts
i found my only true friend left dead on his couch
going to more funeral services than my fingers could count
people tellin me loc if you didn’t have bad luck
you wouldn’t have luck at all you lookin like a sesloc
i tell em man to make the struggle it’s struggle that makes a man
together thoughts with the struggle determines how strong he stands

[verse 2: mr.g reality]
life and death is in the power of the times
so no matter the struggle homie you gotta run with gun
i done seen close calls in my life flash before me
but i made it through to try escape death and tell the story
added to the time as att-tude
some you win, some you lose
we’re taught this game in life
and your battles gotta pick and choose
the homie loc hit me with the track so i’m k!llin it, release me to the streets until hey feelin it
who the realest is i tell em christ ain’t no doubt about it homie
without him in my life i couldn’t shout about it homie
was complainin yellin too don’t sit and pout about it homie
lotta power in your words shoulda thought about it homie
now your life is over so
of the very words you spoke
won’t you listen pay attention as i hit you with this flow
now your life is over so
of the very words you spoke
won’t you listen pay attention as i hit you with this flow

[chorus: loc saint] x2
now let me tell you bout my lifetime trials and tribulations define everything i live
i put knuckles to blade and do what it took to stay alive
stuck on replay and ev-er-y day i spend my life, blood struggle
since i was born it’s been pain
ain’t had a life you wanna reminisce about it they change
it’s like the reapers of the contract hid in my head
you won’t believe the things i been through and still ain’t dead

its been a struggle

- loc saint

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