Go, Eat, Sleep - Struggle da Preacher

Hey yo!

Struggle da Preacher’s straight in the building

Yamsaying

I just wanna share my life story, you know

When i was a teen

Everybody think that i’m kinda gangsta type

I am not, i am not a gangsta neither a thug, yamsaying

I’m just real

And i tell you what took place in my life

Right.

Here i go

That’s not another rough story, gangsta story

Tough story, i’m talking about my teen ages, nothing more

When my parents divorced i used to be all alone

And every friend i grew up with started taking drugs

I wasn’t good at maths, i wasn’t good at pysics

But i was good enough to count them chips

Fucking police was cruising my block, they never got me though

Yeah i fuck with the law but it would never stop me

From getting what i want, every day i learn

Haters never know what it takes to be the boss, aha

I had my loss aha, and now i’m crossing ya

Just like Allen I, Allen I

Bring bring what you got, bring what you got

That’s what i heard from my dogs all the time, i tell you

None of them were into friendship no more

That’s what you got when you doing drugs

I gotta go, i gotta eat, i gotta sleep dawg

Put your money where your mouth is — this is real talk

I used to live in the streets and hustle till dawn

I know what i’m talking about every fucking word

Go, eat, sleep dawg

Put your money where your mouth is… real talk

I used to live in the streets, hustle till dawn

What i am talking about, talking about

Everybody gotta be responsible for what he utters

Don’t tell me to smile if i feel like crying

Don’t ask me why i am so grimey

If you wanna know what’s going on every other day in my life

You better turn your volume up and listen to these bars

The words are like scars, not like nice cars of yours

Now your story’s getting worse

And would you tell me to quit?

And would you tell me to do

Anything else that i never supposed to do

I am like flu getting to your throat

Shut the fuck up!

You can’t make a sound

Right dawg, right talk can drive tops

Would you lie to me looking in my eyes?

I don’t know what’s up with you where you live

But i know you coulda get a bullet in my streets

Real talk, real talk

Y’all already know, i don’t bullshit, you know

I don’t say anything, you know, just to say something

And i’m not trying to be a gangsta… nawww i’m not

Everybody lives his own life

That was mine

Don’t take me wrong… one