Everyday Struggle

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Krumb Snatcha & Sonic - Rap

Everyday Struggle

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[Ad-lib: Sonic] Ayo [Hook: Krumb Snatcha & Sonic] Life is a everyday struggle I pack steel with that bubble And avoid blood puddles Crew huddles, gotta get my team organized War cries from the violent eyes of rap gods [Hook: Krumb Snatcha & Sonic] Life is a everyday struggle I pack steel with that bubble And avoid blood puddles Crew huddles, gotta get my team organized ('nized) War cries from the violent eyes of rap gods [Verse 1: Krumb Snatcha] I never thought back in '88, I would possess a nickelplate, for protection, in this profession No more pops & locks on a cardboard box Now it's 17 shots, plastic police force Glocks It's got, my mind in a whirlwind Let me break up with my girlfriend And marry my MAC-10 The black Benz, speed through Automatic gun fire, leave you Speakin' in tongues, like a Hebrew I seen too, many rap gods, that's the spot's you at Don't let, jealousy, envy, control your set 'Cause.. [Hook: Krumb Snatcha & Sonic] Life is a everyday struggle I pack steel with that bubble And avoid blood puddles Crew huddles, gotta get my team organized War cries from the violent eyes of rap gods [Hook: Krumb Snatcha & Sonic] Life is a everyday struggle I pack steel with that bubble And avoid blood puddles Crew huddles, gotta get my team organized ('nized) War cries from the violent eyes of rap gods [Verse 2: Sonic] Only fourteen Scared to enter the scene Wanna keep my dream But niggas don't keep clean Watch my TV screen, another MC's gone Now my mind's been drawn What the fuck's goin' on? I'm thinkin' if I blow, will I go yo? (I don't hope so) But son you never know, I pray to see my next show, (uh) Rap for my benefit Don't wanna see bullets spit, (uh) Just wanna make a smash hit, and get my team organized War cries from the violent eyes of rap gods Thinkin' in my mind would I be next in line? Don't wanna carry nines I just wants to write rhymes (uh) But if a nigga touch mine Then I'mma do crime Ayo.. [Hook: Krumb Snatcha & Sonic] Life is a everyday struggle I pack steel with that bubble And avoid blood puddles Crew huddles, gotta get my team organized War cries from the violent eyes of rap gods [Hook: Krumb Snatcha & Sonic] Life is a everyday struggle I pack steel with that bubble And avoid blood puddles Crew huddles, gotta get my team organized War cries from the violent eyes of rap gods [Verse 3: Krumb Snatcha] This rap shit swallowed my mind up I can't think straight, make me think I'm parallel to hell But wait, escape through a cannabis cloud Analyze the angel dust crowd Thirty thou', now out for trial Been wild, way before a deal So many pack steel, but don't have any guts to kill It ain't worth it, but some misinterpreted And let the words get, murder one status Now who's the baddest, as your church get Slow sermon, you're burnin' eternally I learn to be, low key Puffin' hydro with low dough be Smokey, tinted out Honda, ganja eases the pain From the thoughts of MC's lost in this game Started n' slain, in the name of some fuckin' cokes I'm packin' toast, you wanna be the next to get roast? Host the rally, from New York to Cali unite Don't let Hip Hop and the one big, coastal gun fight It ain't right, don't lose sight from where this whole shit came This game changed, too much stress on the brain.. [Hook: Krumb Snatcha & Sonic] Life is a everyday struggle I pack steel with that bubble And avoid blood puddles Crew huddles, gotta get my team organized War cries from the violent eyes of rap gods [Hook: Krumb Snatcha & Sonic] Life is a everyday struggle I pack steel with that bubble And avoid (yo) blood puddles Crew huddles (yo), gotta get my team organized War cries from the violent (yo) eyes (yo) of (yo) rap gods [Verse 4: Sonic] Ayo undescribable murders with burners That leave you toast, it's not only on this side of town, it's, coast to coast Cell block, to cell block, niggas mistreated by cops ? defeated by Glocks So believe it is not Some ol' fake shit, once it's prime time you can't erase it Niggas pay dough to stash the fo' fo' Undetectable from po-po, and they vehicle was reasonable But no doubt, to pack the black Beretta, never say never My people stay together, like magnets While you faggots, are fallen off When you sober you soft But when you puff, you bluff Act tough when you ain't really rough at all Only respect those that brawl when they have to Quick to clap you, and leave more holes in you than tattoos War cries..

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Credits

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  • Sonic
  • Krumb Snatcha