The Stuggle

Yeah

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Lets go

Came from the struggle to above all

We move like life is a hustle

We came up from societies rubble

They try to break us down, its the little things like when a yute in school gets in trouble

And they put the bad kids in a huddle

And if you ain't on the systems wave

Then your just stuck in a puddle (yeah)

Plus things at home they’re not easy

So it feels like with life and school you gotta juggle

And if your out here its a jungle

So if you don’t pass your test at a certain age I have fuck all

Unless you got links with your uncle

What you doin retake in the same system that put you in the stuggle

And then there’s work where you can get minimum wage for trading time for a number

Now you tell me what that sums up

Remember primary, heads down thumbs up?

If you don’t get chosen then tough luck

But your boys telling you “come bruv”

Fuck that, mans not dumb bruv

See man can grab stuff for one price

Sell dat and we double up nicely

We can buy whips and we can cop ice

About we can’t eat, man would have enough rice

And if man tries a ting, we will cash yutes with a nut slice

Show you the cake and then you wanna have a slice

And now your inside

This is one sign of the ride

Now imagine a next yute in school

He didn’t care about work, he just cared about keeping it cool

All you need is one person in that establishment to tell them all the rules

Tell them our life can be cruel

Tell them our time will go fast

Tell them of the times that won’t last

If they wanna elevate they gotta get that grass

Learning it don’t stop in the class

Man they just tryna give you them basics

How bout we find your potentials

We get your skills and we raise it

Empower yourself with your praising

So what your not good at equations

So what your not smart and your asian

So what your not sporty and African

Don’t let em put you in a box like an applicant

Don’t think this shit is an accident

Because there’s private schools for the affluent

And then there’s public schools for the other class

And your language there be made fluent

But if your English ain't good then your not on par

Who put these mans brain in a jar

Like how’s their understanding so far

Same people who made us leave Europe

Don’t care about how life gets hard

Peoples background and their past

They don’t want us together and that’s a task

Divide and conquer that’s the objective, but

That’s a little bit of my prospective

Saying we that Christmas is festive

Or the same way diamonds are on wedding rings

Control a perception and never anything

They make their own rules if it ever benefits

They care more about how they selling things

Than actually standing up and saying that enough is enough

Why are we not equal as blood

Mans why is there poverty, war, drugs

Man I don’t know man its fucked is that change gna come?

Till then I’m tryna grind for my mum, for my bro, for my brother, for my bruddas, everyone

Me I fight for the right, do you get it till im gone

Its deeper than the vice that im spreading in the songs

Still most of this shit that they telling you is wrong

Design the designer

Trap mash

Mad stacks

Fat backs

Its all nice when your on

What about you?

What about where you are from?

Your experiences?

See it maybe inspire a next don, like

Yh man come from the streets but

How bout we use that greaze to show yutes in beef that is long, that life’s deeper than the block

Like really you’ve never seen a Glock

Like really your tryna get out the ends

Don’t waste that chance tryna stunt with your friends

Beca’ time flies by, it’ll fuck with your head

You gotta make the right choice

So watch where you step, fuck what you rep

The worlds way bigger than the set

Coz really you can hang with the rest

Or you work on yourself and get back what you invest

Trust me you don’t wanna be looking back with regret

Its an opinion but there’s a couple facts that I said

And its all from a rack in my chest, uh

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