Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Strugglin', artist - K'NAAN. Album song The Dusty Foot Philosopher, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 12.10.2008
Record label: Interdependent Media
Song language: English
Strugglin' |
| I start out, just to vibe out |
| I ain’t about to bow out |
| I’m more gangsta than you are |
| But I ain’t about the rou' rou' |
| My season will come, it has to |
| Honestly I feel like I’m ten months pregnant or something |
| I’m passed due. |
| Sincerely I’m touchy these days |
| I can’t take nothing, I’m tryna treat my record like the law |
| Shit, I’m dying to break something |
| And mostly, I’m up and stressin' |
| When other folks sleep |
| Believe me, I know struggle, and struggle knows me |
| My life owes me, like an overdose |
| I’m slowly, drifting in the arms of trouble |
| Then trouble holds me |
| And nothing else is close to me |
| More than pain unfortunately |
| Like a self fulfilling prophecy, I’m suppose to be |
| (Hook X2) |
| Strugglin', and it’s trouble in |
| In this circumstance I’m dwelling in |
| I find myself in the corner huddling |
| With some angry men and I gotta settle shit again |
| Before they gotta kill again |
| I should be chillin' on beaches |
| Instead my bone freezes |
| Ducking Glocks and I walks |
| Sort of like Jesus |
| The realest thing for me is |
| Since I was a fetus |
| The only break I ever got, was at recess |
| So legitimately, I remain very little relieved |
| Then at thug rappers I remain very little intrigued |
| Can you blame me? |
| Look how we lived in the late eighties |
| Throwing rocks at the crazy ladies |
| And when we’d play these |
| Crazy games, the whole crew had crazy names |
| We even had a cripple we use to call em lazy legs |
| But my faith remains, untouched and unchanged |
| Still in my block you hear more shots than a gun range |
| I’m |
| (Hook X2) |
| Aight aight, more to the truth |
| No writing, just recording in the booth |
| Forced by the loop and the guitar but I’m the boss of the groove |
| I speak truth my deep roots remain in equal danger |
| The pain on my song is crazy but the sequel is stranger |
| Hey man, I’m from the hardest heartless projects |
| Dared departed I’m now known as a recording artist |
| Spilling what little remains of your memories in the process |
| Bitter a little, but making your names into a colossus |
| Believe me, I’m thankful my brother’s still with me |
| And ain’t much changed Bobby is still troubling Whitney |
| And Bush is still bombing poor people yo he’s deadly |
| And me I got a little recording gig but evidently I’m |
| (Hook X2) |
| (Outro) |
| Yeah… Yeah…The pain in my song is crazy |
| The pain in my song is crazy |
| Strugglin', still strugglin' |