Hip Horns - The Struggle

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Letra de The Struggle

[Aina Pla]
Living the struggle everyday
Too many people taken away

[Mabreezee]
Mans brutes just like a shooter
demana ajuda if you’re trying to school us
I’ll break yo neck et trenco la medul·la
storyteller com en Rick the Ruler
en aquesta terra it’s all about the Mula

Vine uh, et porto a New Orleans
Gumbo, Hot Sauce, Okra, Red Beans,
I’mma about to go in, yeah Ja estic dins
cruisin’ down the block with some Black Tints

We were just a few Friends
from the same Land, trynna get Bands
With a Brass Band, only One plan
Take over the streets with a second line jam

8 Kids with some big dreams, eeping tradition by any means
Instead of selling dope to the fiends.
Gun Shots you can hear the screams
young Jay got shot he was 17teen. Rest in Peace

Everybody got a dead homie
and when you hear them shots you better duck homie
Cuz life so tough. Would you be there for me?
how can I live with all this pain on me

[Aina Pla]
Living the struggle everyday
Too many people taken away
Secondlining for the lost ones
Keep on fighting for the loved ones

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