Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Still Get Through the Day, artist - R.A. The Rugged Man. Album song Legends Never Die, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.04.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Nature Sounds
Song language: English
Still Get Through the Day |
Little ones listen, learn from me, see, you could be the best |
But sit in your room depressed and you’ll never progress |
My sister Dee-Dee was born mentally retarded |
She was a beautiful woman at 26, but now she’s dearly departed |
This May Tenth she suffered from a heart attack |
The depletion of oxygen in the head left her in a coma braindead |
Her internal organs was failing, her body no longer releasing excreations |
My parents wouldn’t pull the plug cause she was still breathing |
Black, white, let’s unite us, never divide us X-Clan, Professor X died from spinal meningitis |
So many like us are in Riker’s suffering, struggling, slumming |
A few years ago you was sucking your thumb |
And now you’re busting your gun |
And dumbing, an innocent man is done |
And enough of your bluffing, your thugging |
And enough of the ruckus running, the roughest is coming |
It’s a miracle just being born |
Learn to enjoy life, it ain’t that long |
Sing the words to my song, come on Wake up, don’t cry |
So sad inside |
I still get through the day |
I’m gonna make it anyway |
Wanna give up, feel like hiding |
Yeah, I get down, but keep fighting |
I still get through the day |
I’m gonna make it anyway |
Away, away |
I still get through the day |
I’m gonna make it anyway |
Living ain’t a breeze, please, life’s full of tragedies |
We see our friends die, some get murdered, some die by disease |
Got your finger on the trigger, don’t do it Contemplating suicide, just put the gun down, we’ve all been through it An infant in his crib sprayed by straight bullets and dies |
He was a future genius, he would have won a Pulitzer prize |
The racist cop shot an innocent black |
An 8-year old prostitue hoing getting mommy money for crack |
A little boy molested by his step-father, hopeless |
The little boy grew up now, he’s molesting his own kids |
The government watching you from a satellite like you ain’t had it right |
Your best friend snitching on you, that’s animal-like |
It’s horrible watching your loved ones die and having to bury them |
To seeing my cousin found dead, she overdosed shooting heroin |
My family dying from sickening disorders |
We found my brother Maxx |
He was blue and purple and he was stiff with rigamortis |
My father got spots on his lungs, they think it’s cancer |
I’m praying every night, even if God don’t ever answer |
We can do it together, women hold your mans |
Men hold your women, everybody let’s hold hands and sing |