Issue No 123 Struggle Crack Rock Nwstrongr Lyrics

You funny man!
No, I'm not funny, and I ain't laughing.

Shit ain't funny,
I'm trying to get this money.
Hashtag to struggle, I cashed it
But I'm trying to make double
Like, cheeseburgers, niggers will get flipped,
Middle finger. Bring your fucking girl,
She say that's your favorite position.
Old position, from A one to day one,
Flowing like Satan. Run a ray gun, 666,
4 clip, but I'm not shooting,
You run in front of the gun, live forever.
So I have to do this, shooter, aha.
I happen to pray a lot.
I pray that I never pray when a predator is at his top.
I rig up his set, when at his best,
Fear's a fact, as a matter of fact, it's fiction.
But you don't believe me, 'less I don't talk about you
Talk about you. You know what the fuck I is talking 'bout?
It's why we differ. Like I was in I ribbon, you was just a freak.
Sold the row, like Jack Sparrow in the Camaro,
Don't make no sense, I close money Judas,
My crew make me think I'm a Buddhist.
'cause a nigger wanna meditate,
And keep that mind state straight.
I think I need a drink, to shrink everything aside.
One day, that shit gonna explode like I was sitting on the comode
Watching the Dave Chappelle show.
Then maybe then you wouldn't think I was allright.
Sometimes I be feeling like

I don't wanna live no more.
What you talking 'bout, death?
Why you fronting on my front door?
I'm living everyday like a hustle.
Another ...
Another day, another struggle.

Crack rock...crack rock.
Somebody lied to me
They tell me I was the best
But the Kelly's had the heels
So the beat is real.