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everyday struggle - krumb snatcha lyrics

[produced by the magician]

[ad-lib: sonic]
ayo

[hook: krumb sn-tcha & sonic]
life is a everyday struggle
i pack steel with that bubble
and avoid blood puddles
crew huddles, gotta get my team organized
war cries from the violent eyes of rap gods

[hook: krumb sn-tcha & sonic]
life is a everyday struggle
i pack steel with that bubble
and avoid blood puddles
crew huddles, gotta get my team organized (‘nized)
war cries from the violent eyes of rap gods

[verse 1: krumb sn-tcha]
i never thought back in ’88, i would posses a nickelplate, for protection, in this profession
no more pops & locks on a cardboard box
now it’s 17 shots, plastic police force glocks
it’s got, my mind in a whirlwind
let me break up with my girlfriend
and marry my mac-10
the black benz, speed through
automatic gun fire, leave you
speakin’ in tongues, like a hebrew
i seen too, many rap gods, that’s the spot’s you at
don’t let, jealousy, envy, control your set
’cause..

[hook: krumb sn-tcha & sonic]
life is a everyday struggle
i pack steel with that bubble
and avoid blood puddles
crew huddles, gotta get my team organized
war cries from the violent eyes of rap gods

[verse 2: sonic]
only fourteen
scared to enter the scene
wanna keep my dream
but n-ggas don’t keep clean
watch my tv screen, another mc’s gone
now my mind’s been drawn
what the f-ck’s goin’ on?
i’m thinkin’ if i blow, will i go yo? (i don’t hope so)
but son you never know, i pray to see my next show, (uh)
rap for my benefit
don’t wanna see bullets spit, (uh)
just wanna make a smash hit, and get my team organized
war cries from the violent eyes of rap gods
thinkin’ in my mind would i be next in line?
don’t wanna carry nines
i just wants to write rhymes (uh)
but if a n-gga touch mine
then i’mma do crime
ayo..

[hook: krumb sn-tcha & sonic]
life is a everyday struggle
i pack steel with that bubble
and avoid blood puddles
crew huddles, gotta get my team organized
war cries from the violent eyes of rap gods

[verse 3: krumb sn-tcha]
this rap sh-t swallowed my mind up
i can’t think straight, make me think i’m parallel to h-ll
but wait, escape through a cannabis cloud
-n-lyze the angel dust crowd
thirty thou’, now out for trial
been wild, way before a deal
so many pack steel, but don’t have any guts to k!ll
it ain’t worth it, but some misinterpreted
and let the words get, murder one status
now who’s the baddest, as your church get
slow sermon, you’re burnin’ eternally
i learn to be, low key
puffin’ hydro with low dough be
smokey, tinted out honda, ganja eases the pain
from the thoughts of mc’s lost in this game
started n’ slain, in the name of some f-ckin’ c0kes
i’m packin’ toast, you wanna be the next to get roast?
host the rally, from new york to cali unite
don’t let hip hop and the one big, coastal gun fight
it ain’t right, don’t lose sight from where this whole sh-t came
this game changed, too much stress on the brain..

[hook: krumb sn-tcha & sonic]
life is a everyday struggle
i pack steel with that bubble
and avoid blood puddles
crew huddles, gotta get my team organized
war cries from the violent eyes of rap gods

[hook: krumb sn-tcha & sonic]
life is a everyday struggle
i pack steel with that bubble
and avoid (yo) blood puddles
crew huddles (yo), gotta get my team organized
war cries from the violent (yo) eyes (yo) of (yo) rap gods

[verse 4: sonic]
ayo undescribable murders with burners
that leave you toast, it’s not only on this side of town, it’s, coast to coast
cell block, to cell block, n-ggas mistreated by cops
? defeated by glocks
so believe it is not
some ol’ fake sh-t, once it’s prime time you can’t erase it
n-ggas pay dough to stash the fo’ fo’
undetectable from po-po, and they vehicle was reasonable
but no doubt, to pack the black beretta, never say never
my people stay together, like magnets
while you f-ggots, are fallen off
when you sober you soft
but when you puff, you bluff
act tough when you ain’t really rough at all
only respect those that brawl when they have to
quick to clap you, and leave more holes in you than tattoos
war cries..

- krumb snatcha lyrics

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