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letra de struggle - underground unleashed

[verse 1: murda d]
feel like i’m running in place
more like i’m stuck in a maze
look in the mirror and the face looking back is looking like he’s been erased
nothing has changed, nothing amazes me
basically, running afraid
running away from all the hatred i’ve created
innocent lives are tested, messages are lost in texts
a blessing over breakfast, had to get this off my chest before i wake another day
i’m on a quest with a bible and a f-cking hand grenade
i may be afraid of death, but no, i’m not afraid to play
i’ll change the way we think and speak
the way we eat and breathe
the way we deal with inner demons and the voices from the beast
i’m in need of some rest before i make another mistake
i’m getting a feeling that it’s best if i just moved another f-cking state
and it amazes me, i’m battling this my d-mn self
oh well, what you gonna do about it?
life’s a landfill, that means sh-t’s stacked on sh-t and it ain’t gonna stop
only way to rip the stitch is get my ass to the top
[chorus: murda d]
struggle!
coming to find in life that running and hiding isn’t the way to survive
you gotta stand and fight a
struggle!
sipping a bottle of wine and rolling a dime
snorting a line, having a h-ll of a time in this
struggle!
falling behind, the reels of pills keep looking and feeling so right
i think it’s overk!ll, i
struggle! struggle! struggle! struggle!
i’m wondering why i’m still alive and am i even real?
just trying to realize it still

[verse 2: legion]
by the end of the day, the sky is gray and hazy
stuck in a maze, maybe i can’t take it maybe
i should just quit, fall apart like the rest
another statistic, a product of all the mess
that i’ve made (that i’ve made, d-mn)
a man of many years can fall apart in a day
i’m feeling just like a slave to the struggle
i behave like a dog with a muzzle in a cage (in a cage, in a cage)
i tried to rearrange all the trouble i’ve faced
but i wasn’t good at puzzles and all the time that it takes up (takes up)
i’m struggling to dream, i think it’s time to wake up (wake up)
i said i think it’s time to wake up (wake up)
but there’s no running away for me, so there’s no need to pray for me
whether you love or you’re hating me
my road’s my own and it’s taking me to the
[chorus: murda d]
struggle!
coming to find in life that running and hiding isn’t the way to survive
you gotta stand and fight a
struggle!
sipping a bottle of wine and rolling a dime
snorting a line, having a h-ll of a time in this
struggle!
falling behind, the reels of pills keep looking and feeling so right
i think it’s overk!ll, i
struggle! struggle! struggle! struggle!
i’m wondering why i’m still alive and am i even real?
just trying to realize it still

[verse 3: renigade]
been a renegade since birth, so i guess the name fits
i’m an outcast with a strange gift i’m amazed with when i say sh-t
you listen to every syllable that i may spit
i paint with a pellet perplexing and pacing to leave you in daze with
still i find challenges
just to pick up a pen, my -n-lysis
is that i need balance and this imbalancement of juggling life is a rapper and one is an average kid
’cause the fact is this: i’m immaculately savage when i practice my craft
but there has to be some sort of life with my wife when i turn off the rap
but how you gonna turn off something that goes on in your head without you even trying?
it’s a catch 22, you die to turn it off, but you can’t turn it off without dying
so you wrestle inside with your jekyll and hyde
heckle with pride, a special surprise
and if you let go of your hyde, the vessel of jekyll will die
lesson surmised
oh is the woe of an artist, that’s woven and sewed in compartments
had i known that my flow i control and my glow
but i know if i ever would’ve started
but i do know that i’ll embark with this art until i’m lethargic
i can’t part with it, but that’s okay ’cause
everybody knows that victory starts with
[chorus: murda d]
struggle!
coming to find in life that running and hiding isn’t the way to survive
you gotta stand and fight a
struggle!
sipping a bottle of wine and rolling a dime
snorting a line, having a h-ll of a time in this
struggle!
falling behind, the reels of pills keep looking and feeling so right
i think it’s overk!ll, i
struggle! struggle! struggle! struggle!
i’m wondering why i’m still alive and am i even real?
just trying to realize it still

[outro: murda d]
struggle!
struggle!
struggle!
struggle! struggle! struggle! struggle!

- underground unleashed

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