The Struggle ft. Lumacity Lyrics

They callin' me surreal, the way I say a tale

Animated, like a chip and dale

Simon, with the salt and pepper hair

Rap without a cause, could cause a death trail

Went without applause, for 10 years

Gifted like Santa Clause like all my peers

Remix the melody, only for the memory

Returned to the mitten, stitched all the seams

Now get up get up and feel the noise shey-sec-a-manatude taking chance to healing the void

Now get up, get up and feel the noise

Tell me what you gotta do survive the struggle

Now raise up, raise up and make your voice shaking money is hard enough provide to do so

Now raise up, raise up and make your voice

Tell me what you gotta do survive the struggle

So what about the struggle? It's gritty like the city

The lyrics that i install, Disney at 2 milli

Battle mode, my lyrics auto-play within me

Ain't no way you telling me that we born hell free

I reminisce about the time in the G6

I pull up at the spot where I frequent

Treated like champ, no secret

Take all ya want but I don't ask for shit,

Ya'll gonna creep, all i hear is negative

I could close you out, like a pop-up, bitch

Cooking up a pot with a different kind of mix

Shock you by the season try not to flinch

So do us up a shot, with a twenty dollar bill

Puffin on a hookah and i'm puking up my last meal

Lone wolf, with a ponytail

You could sing a perfect pitch but the struggle you can feel

How you got that hot? See no fear

I don't plan this shit man I just play it by ear

Time is come

You're worried 'bout the money

Is it enough, to make your own child smile

Let them not see

But the sun from outside Hanging by a thread

Trying to keep it inside

Pressure is rising

Your blood is boiling

Causing the sickness to arise

Our death unfolding

Trying to make it through holding hope

Is there nothing there to grow

It's hard to reach

When we started from below, bitch

Started from the bottom coding html

Admire myself, man we was ill

Menial task, never above or below me

I could be graphic, it'll be pixel perfect

Internet lurkin', interconnected with urgence

Utilized the net, now i got a circuit

Weaving a web of the talent that i hoarded

My sanity in boxes, yet to be sorted