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letra de struggle so beautiful - sick jacken

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[verse 1]
there ain’t no love without pain/
no drug without altering your brain, or flowing through your veins/
no hood without a gang, regardless what you claim/
we’ve all been through it in the streets from which we came/
i just reminisce, through hits of mary jane/
pour a lil liquor out in honor of the slain/
if you watching down on me, got me through the caine/
cause i don’t wanna lose man, i’m tryna break the chain/
to all the homies locked up, i just wanna say/
i wish i had you out here like back in the day/
but the price that we pay for the games that we play/
catches up to most folks, only few get away/
its good to be alive in the city of la/
peace to brothas locked down, sitting in the bay/
we try to be good, what a psycho gonna say/
but it seems like some keeps getting in the way, d-mn

[chorus]
sometimes i wish i had more loot yo, but man this struggle’s so beautiful/
i wish i had a better car, bigger home; but there’s some people out that they can’t have they own/
could’ve been rich, born a millionaires son/ but man i love the block where i came from/
nd if i make it crack like that, you could bet that i come get back/ its all love baby

[verse 2]
a dollar and a dream, tryna lose the triple beam
then shooting brothas upstream for illegal cream/
the streets seen; many come many go, plenty in between/
most stuck cause they eye some cream/
some try to find a way out clean/
same tenet for the hustle, different product that we slang out fiends/
got homies that are one strike short, major league do it all day
that ain’t where we want that b/ i mean
i know what it’s like to get by on the minimal/
create criminal minds and grind till we win it all/
all in the struggle tho, that’s what my brother know/
everybody get it while you got it, til the covers blown/
crooked lies behind til we hook nd rise the book of rhymes/
took em by surprise; look ma, no more pushing dimes/
food on the plate, no court date time/
til i go straight, i gonna go take mine like that

[chorus]
sometimes i wish i had more loot yo, but man this struggle’s so beautiful/
i wish i had a better car, bigger home; but there’s some people out that they can’t have they own/
could’ve been rich, born a millionaires son/ but man i love the block where i came from/
nd if i make it crack like that, you could bet that i come get back/ its all love baby

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