Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Struggle And Pain , by - Z-Ro. Song from the album 4/20: The Smokers Anthem, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 28.06.2006
Record label: KMJ
Song language: English
Struggle And Pain |
| Life is a struggle and pain, I can’t see the |
| Sunny days 'fore the rain, G-O-D please |
| Help me to maintain, because I don’t |
| Wanna die, if I’m living in vein |
| Sometimes I just wanna scream |
| But I know, G-O-D will make it right for me |
| When I feel like I can’t take no more, of these rugged streets |
| I let him take over, now my mind is free from worries |
| So many negatives, I can’t fall |
| Got my cheese, and Pac’s are posted on my wall |
| If I make any more mistakes, I can now learn from em all |
| Cause I’m grown now I found him, so you know I’m strong now |
| I write my songs, with plenty of pride |
| For my people, that done burned for years and died |
| Don’t you wanna grow over your child, so you can know who you are |
| Instead of putting the world on pause, just to drive that fancy car |
| Hey boy, I want you to feel me now |
| Cl’Che know you got it pain, won’t love you anyhow |
| Need you to help that little sister you know, build some esteem |
| You wanna know what’s on her mind, and not in her jeans |
| Let’s make this world a better place, for the living |
| Let’s make our minds a better place, for thinking and listening |
| My people, let’s try to make a change |
| Cause I don’t wanna die, if I’m living in vein |
| Even with God in my life, it’s still hard in my life |
| Motherfuckers call it so close, to be fraud in my life |
| And I can’t understand, Z-Ro ain’t doing no wrong |
| That’s probably why they be fucking with me, thinking I’m all song |
| But it’s all gravy you wanna hate me, then go on hate me |
| Cause I’ve been looking for reasons, to take it off safety |
| And a motherfucker don’t make me for me, lay me feeling on me |
| Like nobody don’t really want me, the pressure creeping up on me |
| I wonder what happy is, cause I’ve never known it |
| People I meet ain’t partnas, they potential opponents |
| Cloudy days, and the place I come from running from cops |
| Put it down in the alley way, when they pass I’m busting some shots |
| Sorry God, I know I ain’t got no business selling dope and tripping God |
| Show me some inspiration, when you see me slipping God |
| Cause when I die, I don’t want it to be in vein |
| I’d rather serve in heaven, won’t be in the Penn in the flame |
| Know you can go anywhere you wanna go |
| You can be, anything you wanna be |
| You can see, anything you wanna see |
| If you keep G-O-D, first everyday |
| And it hurts, the daily living while you flipping |
| Through your hood, with your partnas kicking |
| Click tripping, don’t know why he had a short living |
| You don’t know, yeah you know |
| He ain’t the first, oh how the truth hurts |
| So I’mma go, where I wanna go |
| And if I’m pressing for a fo', that’s what I’m gonna blow |
| Long as my bills paid and my rent paid, it’s all gravy |
| Cause when I was on this, ain’t nan one of my people saved me |
| Life is a struggle and a pain, but I’m maintaining |
| I pray I won’t get found naked, with my brains hanging |
| Too many niggas, trying to get me for my paper stack |
| So I’mma be bout a playa, now where the haters at |