Luyện nghe bài hát The Struggle Will Be Lost

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

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

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

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

Flossing with and whips just like a dick
And still live your mother
Copping shit that superseded your
is your loyalty to your own blood
And taking of your family?

Funny how you sit and what you drink
Thinking the shit and not even knowing
Why you how you think
Must be the reason why we aren't
Because the devil know how and filthy he is in all his affairs

Fucking with my mind when I was a
'Cause he know if we knew the
We'd make his ass run amongst us
That's why we thinking that better to ball
While the devil be sitting and watching, plotting how to us all

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 ships
(Happy thanksgiving)

He took us off to stolen lands it 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 luxury
If not for the bloodshed it cost the struggle would be lost
(Say it again)
The would be lost
(Say it again)
The would be lost

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

Hey yo, that's why I'm hustling
Now I'm in a huddle seeing the struggle in my mother and
That's why my persona will with
a karma to be getting this paper
'Cause I ain't the slavery labor

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

The devil robbing you blind, concealing the truth from
While we be struggling they the mind
The wickedness sneak on you
When they creep from continue to speak
The truth til it your 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
whitty hustler niggas that stick with the grind
Fly cuisine food poisoned you eatin' the swine

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

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

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

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

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

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