Текст (слова) песни: Mr. Mike f Mack 10 - Why Fall in Love With the Struggle

[ CHORUS: ]
Why fall in love with the struggle if the struggle don`t love me?
Catchin hell as I bubble, still can`t let em above me
People love you, at the same time wanna see you crumble
We gon` hustle rain or sunshine, love to see us rumble

[ VERSE 1: Mr. Mike ]
We out the do`, you know I got about a ounce or mo`
Rock, bounce through the streets, stop countin my dough
Hoes creepin four deep in a black Benzo
The game`s deep, now can you see us, me and Mack One-o?
To hell where some go, a don that`s velcro
We bail and bomb while some fail to turn pro
So act like you know, hey hoe, best not doubt me
Niggas don`t mob without me, ain`t nothin fraud about me
Time tickin, mind spinnin, can you dig these wicked rhymes?
Gettin live, what`s the deal with his eyes? Devil I despise
Sniff em out like bloodhounds, lyrically puttin my thug down
Seriously, y`all can hunch now, spiritually we been drugged down
I`m your host now, who`s the boss? Niggas get lost and broke down
Crossed with golden crowns, then you hear me more than now
A million ways to lay the game out
I went without a million days before I came out

[ VERSE 2: Mack 10 ]
I stay stressed out and short with nowhere to turn
I`m out of dope, it`s a drought the whole hood is concerned
I gotta take what I want, I never learned how to earn
I pull my heat out and squeeze, yelli, "burn, baby, burn!"
With no rocks to sack up I wonder who can I jack up
Along with this .44, which other heat should I pack up?
Niggas never been robbed by a guy short in size
If I put a 211 in progress, cooperate or die
Why fall in love with the struggle if the struggle don`t love me?
So nigga, why should I watch you hustle off a whole ki?
If I say I want it, hand it over or watch the snub nose flame
The Chicken Hawk got to have it, dog, and that`s on everything
Now Mr. Mike (What`s up?) You out here ballin these streets
Now front your partner a few ones, until he back on his feet
And that ain`t askin for much if that`s somethin that you can do
Cause you know if you was short, a nigga`d look out for you

[ VERSE 3: Mr. Mike ]
It`s like wakin up to eggs, grits, bacon, and blunts
Girl, what you do in here? Why you still naked and stunt?
(I`m the girl, you`re the man, and the sex was fun
I ain`t makin this up, nigga, you made me come)
Alright we done, back to the lab without a mic to grab
Can`t take this poverty, crews sling
We hoo-bang for the robbbery (Who`s game?)
The chosen one, three years old, know how to hold a gun
I`m on the run till I finally find the right one
Mr. Mike, guns and glocks can`t stop me
Cause we here tonight, love and props is all I see
Somebody callin me, I`m dealin with these inner feelings
Show my partners the game, a damn shame, they still don`t get it
I won`t quit it, cause I`m livin life on the edge
Sometimes I feel I`m better off dead
Closed caption for the feared and the scared
We here, we there, no need to compare
>From Inglewood to Hollyhood, catch us out there

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