《The Struggle Will Be Lost》是Busta Rhymes 、 Carl Thomas演唱的歌曲，Smith, Thomas作詞，收錄於專輯《It Ain't Safe No More. . .》。
基本介紹
- 外文名：The Struggle Will Be Lost
- 所屬專輯：It Ain't Safe No More. . .
- 歌曲原唱：Busta Rhymes 、 Carl Thomas
- 發行日期：2002年11月26日
歌曲歌詞
Now this is the tale of a murderer who comes from the caucus cliffs happy
Thanksgiving he robbed and stole and killed for greed and packed us on slave ships happy
Thanksgiving he took us off to stolen lands it seemed like hell for sure happy
Thanksgiving with the crack and the guns, death and disease they called for you and your happy
Thanksgiving
No whips no brew no **** to smoke not a single luxury
If not for the bloodshed that it cost the struggle would be lost say it again the struggle would be lost say it again the struggle would be lost say it again the struggle would be lost say it again the struggle would be lost say it again the struggle would be lost
The struggle will be lost
If you continue to do the **** you be doin' with disloyalty *****
Now that explains why in each ward you avoiding me *****
Knowing now it takes nothing to be destroying a *****
Conditioned with a mind to **** on your brother
Flossing with jewelry and whips just like a **** and still live with your mother
Copping **** that superceded your salary
Where is your loyalty to your own blood and taking care of your family
Funny how you sit and drink what you drink
Thinking the foulest **** and not even knowing why you think how you think
Must be the reason why we aren't aware
Because the devil know how guilty and filthy he is in all his affairs
******* with my mind when
I was a youngster
Cause he know if we knew the truth we'd make his ass run from amongst us
That's why we thinking that it's better to ball while the devil be sitting and watching plotting how to murder us all now this
Hey yo That's why
I'm hustling harder
Now I'm in a huddle seeing the struggle in my mother and father
That's why my persona will come with such a karma to be getting this paper
Cause I ain't with the slavery labor
A lot of ****** in the hood probly relate to me greater than those that believe when they die they going to meet the creator that's crazy how we become slaves to mental death and power that comes with becoming even more of a dumber ass the devil robbing you blind concealing the truth from ****** while we be struggling they murder the mind the wickedness sneak on you quicker when they creep from behind continue to speak the truth ?til it weaken your spine now check it the jewel
I give you be the beat the beat for the time you can't see it like you living on a street for the blind young whitty hustler ****** that stick with the grind fly cuisine food poisoned cause you eatin' the swine
I stay struggling and doin' for delf
Then I dig in my body deeper and do a little knowledge of self
They wonder why they catch a ***** on the **** sell
Better be careful what you saying on them e-mails
Now listen
They got your mind in a prison
You can do whatever you want but focus if you desire to listen
As I say it
I hope you feelin' the wrath
Create a hammer to make a man that a beat you in the head with the math
Now this
