Daily Struggle

Maestro

Sometimes
I dont know why
I get high and close my eyes
They telling me all them lies
The times I could have died
No peeking now open wide
My struggle
I try and try
So call friends they hate
My nigga
I improvise

Sometimes
I dont know why
I get high and close my eyes
They telling me all them lies
The times I could have died
No peeking now open wide
My struggle
I try and try
So call friends they hate
My nigga
I improvise

I been asked once or twice
Thru out my whole life
Do I believe in the man upstairs
The lord jesus christ
And all I do is sye
Cause only he know why
The daily struggle
How hard I steady try and try
So I just let it ride
Smoke to release my mind
And come to realize
I might he the next to die
Just at the drop of a dime
No more Jimhill rhymes
Drive by bullets fly
One if them might be mine
One more for sure eyes
99% of the time
Everytime somebody dies
A black parent cries
I do not think I'm wise
It's written there it lyes
A major count falls
A smaller one will rise
My uncle tink died
Gone to that other side
A steady path no more
Now it's just slip and slide
The cars and jewelry fine
But wish is not mine
And when I come to the gate
Give me wings and let me fly

Sometimes
I dont know why
I get high and close my eyes
They telling me all them lies
The times I could have died
No peeking now open wide
My struggle
I try and try
So call friends they hate
My nigga
I improvise

Sometimes
I dont know why
I get high and close my eyes
They telling me all them lies
The times I could have died
No peeking now open wide
My struggle
I try and try
So call friends they hate
My nigga
I improvise

Sinful past and all the lies
I had to watch it many cry
That's why I sit back
Close my eyes a d wonder
Why we die
Man this world is so cold
I gotta drink a fifth of hen
Keep a close eye on my friend's
A d watch out for my dividends
Man these lame punk faggits
That's out here
They make me sick
They talk behind my back
When I'm round they ride in my click
Every since lil rob died
I been on another level
Stop doing that work for the devil
And I got myself together
Always shine thru stormy weather
Telling myself it hine get better
Damn shame I can't even
Keep that heat off in my sweater
As a nigha git older
The world got colder
To keep myself alive
Of the gak
I'm the beholder

Sometimes
I dont know why
I get high and close my eyes
They telling me all them lies
The times I could have died
No peeking now open wide
My struggle
I try and try
So call friends they hate
My nigga
I improvise

Sometimes
I dont know why
I get high and close my eyes
They telling me all them lies
The times I could have died
No peeking now open wide
My struggle
I try and try
So call friends they hate
My nigga
I improvise



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Writer(s): Sippi Ent
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