U-God lyrics
U-God lyrics
"Struggle Aint Got No Color Lyrics"
Crazy Life Lyrics
up in the middle of tokyo i eat at road whenever i let my mind go it's like psycho suicidal baby love me when i could end like an angel it's brown town kamikazee that
up in the middle of tokyo i eat at road whenever i let my mind go it's like psycho suicidal baby love me when i could end like an angel it's brown town kamikazee that
[Intro: U-God w Hook]
Color ain't got no struggle... color..
[Hook 2X: U-God]
Move, grind, move, grind
Move, grind, move, grind
[U-God]
Yo, yo, it's hard to smile, cuz life's so for real
It's funny what people do just to get a mill
Some kill, rob, steal, sell crushed pills
Multimillion dollar deals, generatin' hills
But I got skills, there no need for violence
How that nigg
Love Is a Battlefield Lyrics
We are young, heartache to heartache we stand No promises, no demands Love Is A Battlefield We are strong, no one can tell us we're wrong Searchin' our hearts for so long, both of us knowing
a stay hungry with degrees in science
Yeah, he needs a challenge, you'se an A-Class Pilot
The boy so vibrant, he walk like a tyrant
His mind's in the garbage, his spine is heartless
He's a one mind pirate, who gets his regardless
With felony charges, greedy coke-nosed clients
His nose is numb and he didn't read the fineprint
Accounts on minus, with a block of stress
And he can't close his eyelids cuz it don't care
Yeah, they died on they blinders, he got mouths to feed
So he grieves over liquor, that his spouse might leave
And it leads him sicker, his house ain't been cleaned in a week
He can't sleep cuz his problem's gettin' deep, cuz
[Chorus: U-God ( w Hook )]
Struggle ain't got no color, kid
Color ain't got no color
Now, color ain't got no struggle, kid
Struggle ain't got no color
Now growin' up, it
Color ain't got no struggle
Same block, same clubs, same money, same drugs
Struggle ain't got no color
[U-God]
I can't sleep around heat, roaches and dust mites
In the winter time it's cold enough, nigga, to bust pipes
I'm like, Jesus Christ, yo, my socks is black
I'm hoodied up in the halls with the stocking cap
Rockin' forth and back, draggin' a huge cannon
Duckinc12
We are young, heartache to heartache we stand No promises, no demands Love Is A Battlefield We are strong, no one can tell us we're wrong Searchin' our hearts for so long, both of us knowing
a stay hungry with degrees in science
Yeah, he needs a challenge, you'se an A-Class Pilot
The boy so vibrant, he walk like a tyrant
His mind's in the garbage, his spine is heartless
He's a one mind pirate, who gets his regardless
With felony charges, greedy coke-nosed clients
His nose is numb and he didn't read the fineprint
Accounts on minus, with a block of stress
And he can't close his eyelids cuz it don't care
Aint Nothing To Do Lyrics
[DEAD BOYS (BatorChrome)] I'm so sick of tv You know, i'm getting bored of the tube And I'm so sick of romance I'm gettin' real sick of you I wanna get on out of here And fi
ess[DEAD BOYS (BatorChrome)] I'm so sick of tv You know, i'm getting bored of the tube And I'm so sick of romance I'm gettin' real sick of you I wanna get on out of here And fi
Yeah, they died on they blinders, he got mouths to feed
So he grieves over liquor, that his spouse might leave
And it leads him sicker, his house ain't been cleaned in a week
He can't sleep cuz his problem's gettin' deep, cuz
[Chorus: U-God ( w Hook )]
Struggle ain't got no color, kid
Color ain't got no color
Now, color ain't got no struggle, kid
Struggle ain't got no color
Now growin' up, it
Complete Lyrics
jaimeson ooohhh...mmmmmm... expensive promises i made all of the chances that i take never learn to appreciate our time lie awake all through the night memories by c
s a wild jungle, kidjaimeson ooohhh...mmmmmm... expensive promises i made all of the chances that i take never learn to appreciate our time lie awake all through the night memories by c
Color ain't got no struggle
Same block, same clubs, same money, same drugs
Struggle ain't got no color
[U-God]
I can't sleep around heat, roaches and dust mites
In the winter time it's cold enough, nigga, to bust pipes
I'm like, Jesus Christ, yo, my socks is black
I'm hoodied up in the halls with the stocking cap
Rockin' forth and back, draggin' a huge cannon
Duckinc12