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struggle mike - merlino lyrics

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[intro: ziz]
uh, ziz, yeah, mumblz

[verse 1: ziz]
i woke up, i was buggin’ out
sh+t is kinda crazy so i knew i had to get out (uh, come on)
they tryna take me back in, i started spinnin’
slicin’ and dicin’ so i could win (ah, man, i gotta get out, oh, man)
i know, i should come again
but my man was like “hold up, let’s go to the back end” (chill, chill, chill, man, chill, man, hmm)
i came out, i started runnin’ out
sh+t was kinda crazy, i was like “hold up, this cats look fugazi” (oh, man, d+mn)
raise me? never that, started shootin’
i was like “d+mn, dog, which one should we be disputin’?” (that+that one, that one)
i started countin’ 1 through 10
my man grabbed the bat, hit him in the face and clapped him on his back (ohh, uh, uh)
fell down and i turned around again
i was like “well, d+mn, i think i notice some of my friends” (i freakin’ knew it)
they started sayin’ we was ill from brownsville, we pop pills
i was like “h+ll no, we rock thrills”

[interlude]
man, i’m from brownsville, man, (yeah, man!), you ain’t supposed to be mad, man (come on!)

[verse 2: ziz]
hm, i thought it was over
i thought we stopped smokin’ weed, i thought that we was sober (d+mn, now smack out of it, oh sh+t, d+mn)
they look older
i was like “d+mn”, one of these cats tapped my shoulder (uh)
i was like “d+mn, b, i gotta get out, g”
we started runnin’ towards the woods, i was up to no good
where’s the hood? we lost, in the found
i came around, i tried to hit ’em up with some surround sounds (ahh, brrr)
ziz y’all, he ain’t militant
but this sh+t is crazy and i know, that they was [?] (ah)
heh, laughin’ it off (hahahahaha)
sh+t was crazy when they try to really baggin’ it off (hehaha, hmm)
yeah, we maintainin’ right
sh+t is crazy when i can’t see, i’m losin’ my sight (d+mn, cassie)
the story ends when you tryna pretend
it was a dream, my brother, i know i’mma tell you, my friend (my friend, oh sh+t)
[verse 3: spiderdagod]
the goal is cashed and it’s holy as a goalie mat (woo)
that’s my man, when the police asked and i don’t know he’s at (uh)
fire several scenes, all the pledges that the devil seen (yeah)
h+llraiser puzzle box, murder counsel’s pleasant dreams (hoo)
i paint scapes, filled with h+llish fiends
yes, i mean, my reggie dreams
see him couple steps up, like the mezzanine (hehehehehehe)
kendal, you keep holdin’ me, dossier, we caused the greens
you consider bad dreams, i just hold his goals to me (uh)
my oldest g, gave me game that i was supposed to see
said i understand when i’ll be grown, i told him hopefully (yeah)
they say the answer is succeed, the obituary must freeze
a n+gga bit it early, my opinion is he lucky (uh)
to live is to suffer (yeah), word to the dark man (uh)
we thinkin’ that you can be, is out the way of the marksman (yeah)
n+ggas get rich quicker but i ain’t here to his synonyms
holy nightmare i have is befriendin’ a b+tch n+gga, huh

[verse 4: speediedaicon]
it was sunny out, and then the clouds turned the sun to shade
it was fittin’ though, no sh+ttin’ though, they buried my man the other day
still on my money route, i’m gettin’ out, and hittin’ all the drops
funny though, start to notice bro, said he caught every stop
i was cooked, took a deeper look, couldn’t be a cop
next stop, took the safety off, make sure that b+tch was c+cked
went in, handle business, comin’ out the spot
looked right, seen a black hoodie, uppin’ a glock
evasive actions and sticky moves, dippin’ from the shots
like oh sh+t, duck in front whip, and set the rap hot
quick for the next shot, dude was gone, something was wrong
gathered my wits, tucked away the grip, laid up in budlong
snapped out of it, sittin’ in the whip, people was blowin’ h+rns
ain’t hear the sh+t, feelin’ weird as sh+t, what was going on?
pulled over, tryna brush my shoulders since outta to get hot
within a mirror saw the barrel hold, and caught a quick shot, oh
it was a dream, my brother
[outro: speediedaicon]
it’s the icon, y’all know what it is, man, flyin’ bricks from outta the brick boys forever, struggle cartel to the death, let’s go



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