Представляем точный текст композиции "Struggle With This" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Cappadonna . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Struggle With This» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Cappadonna передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Cappadonna - "Struggle With This"
Lyrics to Struggle With This : (feat. King Just) [Intro: Cappadonna] (... its like Im back in the guts, the worlds The streets, the projects, its always a struggle No matter what you do) Struggle with this, come on yall, struggle with this Struggle with this, come on yall, struggle with this Struggle with this, come on yall, struggle with this [Cappadonna] All yall fake ass niggaz, what you know about this' Album after album, like I dont give a shit And you still writin, you aint flippin no bricks And you got a big mouth, but you aint go no hits You just a squirrel in the path, about to get ran over Your talk game is good, but where your Land Rover' You never had a whip, you never had no chips You was lookin for Don, while I was takin long trips Came back to Park Hill and I flexed my kits Smoke greens with yall niggaz, come on, get a grip Stop frontin like you cant see.. (what') Deep down inside you wanna be like me And get a little more fame and a little more pussy But you so jealous of me, plus you kick dirt Thats the reason why yall niggaz cant work.. Yo, yo, come on, yall, struggle with this. [Chorus: Cappadonna] We up early in the morning, and all night We keep the armor of Allah on, ready to fight Come on, yall, struggle with this, keep it tight Because I, am, thee, un-, ordinary life! [Interlude: Cappadonna (King Just)] Yeah, come on yall, struggle with this Come on yall, struggle with this Come on yall, struggle with this (Aiyo, Cap, one of those round math) [King Just] Im rarely seen, cuz Im out, chasin my dreams Microphone fiend, way before I was a teen Mitch Green niggaz all get punched in they eye Challengin the champ, like I wont take their pride Or kick they hide, from here to the Westside Tell you rest in the flesh, even the best done tried Comply, or youll be assassinated Im dated and faded, download it and save it I made it, easier for the media So you could understand me, without the slang Enclyopedia Stay weeded up, like the kettel gettin headed up Talkin bout the kid, but I already beat it up In the cut, like peroxide, or iodine Optimus shine, here to decline your slot time Rock rhymes on point like a porcupine And if my ass get left back, Imma catch up/Ketchup like Heines And define definition of an M.C Tempt me, I aint got a lot to give, I got plenty Since you went from 103 to 104 Them dumb ass broads talkin bout them more and more From shore to shore, I laid down my law And walk my Adidas on Colleseum floors Score like Fugee, Rhyme & Reason first movie I aint gon rest til I see Flex black a tooly One bad mooly, who lost his cool-io With this Julie ho, gettin brains in the studio Figadoh! Return of the phantom of the opera Pop a collar, pop it for Mr. Popular I could see through binoculars that youve been watchin us Your best bet is to get your money set and start coppin us Before the deeds knock us, and push petal charges And fall off the face of the earth like slaughtered Sergeant [Interlude: King Just (Cappadonna) Come on yall, struggle with this (yeah, do it, right) Come on yall, struggle with this (Staten Island, stand up) K.J. all day, Donnamite (get fucked up) Come on yall, struggle with this [Chorus] [Interlude: Cappadonna] Yeah, Hollyhood, come on, yall struggle with this [Cappadonna] Ive been strugglin a few years, now Im back All yall stupid muthafuckas best to learn how to act I aint here to rap with you or here to clap with you Cappadon, Im just back on the map with you Plus Im gettin it hot, yall hatin ass niggaz not gettin a lot Scheming like a fiend and when the joint in the block Know you cant get down, nigga, what you got' Big Don beyond plot, stay low in the block With the glock, told them niggaz in Crimestock Hold ya head, its gonna pop Keep comin home, we gonna rise to the top Like one in the dome, nigga, we refuse to stop Dont get it twisted, the Bees gon drop But the heats still rising and yall gonna get it Its me, Big Cappadon with the fitted And my goretex shit with the FUBU knitted And Im coming back for all yall niggaz that shitted Kid back off, my thoughts make you wanna clap off Run from Don, I tear the wax off Osama Island, nigga we been wildin Struggle with this, come on yall, fuck talent! [Outro: Cappadonna] Struggle with this, put that work in Come on yall, struggle with this Homicide Hill, come on yall, grizzly Struggle with this... [ Struggle With This Lyrics ]
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