Luyện nghe bài hát The Struggle Will Be Lost

Now this is the tale of a murderer who comes from the Cliffs
(Happy thanksgiving)
He robbed and stole and killed for and packed us on slave ships
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He us off to stolen lands it seemed like hell for sure
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With the crack and the guns, death and
They for you or your
(Happy thanksgiving)

No whips, no brew, no to smoke, not a single luxury
If not for the bloodshed that it cost the struggle be lost
(Say it again)
The would be lost
(Say it again)
The struggle would be

(Say it again)
The struggle would be
(Say it again)
The struggle be lost
(Say it again)
The struggle will be lost,

If you continue to do the shit you be with disloyalty, nigga
Now that explains why in each ward you me, nigga
Knowing now it nothing to start destroying a nigga
Conditioned with a mind to shit on brother

Flossing with jewelry and whips just a dick
And still live with mother
Copping shit that superseded salary
Where is your to your own blood
And taking care of your

how you sit and drink what you drink
Thinking the foulest shit and not knowing
Why you think how you
Must be the reason why we aware
Because the devil how guilty and filthy he is in all his affairs

Fucking my mind when I was a youngster
'Cause he know if we the truth
make his ass run from amongst us
That's why we thinking it's better to ball
the devil be sitting and watching, plotting how to murder us all

Now this is the tale of a murderer who comes from the Cliffs
(Happy thanksgiving)
He robbed and stole and killed for greed and us on slave ships
(Happy thanksgiving)

He took us off to stolen it seemed like hell for sure
(Happy thanksgiving)
With the crack and the guns, and disease
called for you or your
(Happy thanksgiving)

No whips, no brew, no to smoke, not a single luxury
If not for the bloodshed that it cost the struggle be lost
(Say it again)
The struggle would be
(Say it again)
The would be lost

(Say it again)
The struggle would be
(Say it again)
The struggle would be
The struggle be lost, lost

Hey yo, why I'm hustling harder
Now I'm in a huddle the struggle in my mother and father
That's why my will come with
a karma to be getting this paper
'Cause I with the slavery labor

A lot of niggas in the hood probly to me greater
Than those that believe when they die they
Meet the creator that's crazy, how we slaves
To mental death and power that
becoming even more of a dumber ass

The devil robbing you blind, concealing the truth from
While we be they murder the mind
The wickedness on you quicker
they creep from behind continue to speak
The truth til it weaken spine

Now check it, the jewel I you be the beat the beat for the time
You can't see it like you living on a street for the
Young whitty hustler niggas that stick with the
Fly cuisine food poisoned you eatin' the swine

I struggling and doing for Delf
Then I dig in my body deeper and do a little of self
wonder why they catch a nigga on the weed sell
Better be careful what you on them e-mails

Now listen, they got your mind in a
You can do whatever you want but focus if you desire to
As I say it and I you feeling the wrath
Create a to make a man that a beat
You in the head with the

Now this is the of a murderer who comes from the Caucus Cliffs
(Happy thanksgiving)
He robbed and stole and killed for greed and packed us on slave
(Happy thanksgiving)

He took us off to stolen it seemed like hell for sure
(Happy thanksgiving)
the crack and the guns, death and disease
They for you or your
(Happy thanksgiving)

No whips, no brew, no weed to smoke, not a single
If not for the bloodshed that it the struggle would be lost
(Say it again)
The struggle be lost
(Say it again)
The struggle would be

(Say it again)
The struggle would be
(Say it again)
The struggle be lost
(Say it again)
The struggle would be lost,