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Everyday Struggle Lyrics - Ready To Die - Notorious B.i.g.

I don't wanna live no mo' 

Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front do' 

I'm living everyday like a hustle 

Another drug to juggle, another day another struggle 

 

I don't wanna live no mo' 

Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front do' 

I'm living everyday like a hustle 

 

Another drug to juggle, another day another struggle 

 

I know how it feels to wake up fucked up 

Pockets broke as hell, another rock to sell 

 

People look at you like you're the user 

Selling drugs to all the losers mad Buddha abuser 

But they don't know about the stress-filled day 

Baby on the way mad bills to pay 

 

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That's why you drink Tanqueray 

So you can reminisce and wish 

You wasn't living so devilish s-shit 

I remember I was just like you 

 

Smoking blunts with my crew 

Flipping oldies 62's 

'Cause G-E-D was it B-I-G, I got P-A-I-D 

That's why my mom hates me 

 

She was forced to kick me out, no doubt 

Then I figured out Nick's went for twenty down south 

Packed up my tools for my raw power move 

Glock nineteen for casket and flower moves 

 

Four drunks trying to stop my flow 

And what they don't know will show on the autopsy 

Went to see papi, to cop me a brick 

Asked for some consignment and he wasn't trying to hear it 

 

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Smoking mad Newports 'cause I'm doing court for an assault 

That I caught in Bridge Port, New York 

Catch me if you can like the ginger bread man 

You better have your gat in hand 

 

'Cause man 

 

I don't wanna live no mo' 

Sometimes I hear death knocking in my front do' 

 

I'm living everyday like a hustle 

Another drug to juggle, another day another struggle 

 

I had the master plan 

I'm in the caravan on my way to Maryland 

 

With my man Tutex to take over this projects 

They call him Tutex, he tote two techs 

And when he starts to bust 

He likes to ask who's next? 

 

I got my honies on the Amtrack 

With the crack in the crack of her ass 

Two pounds of hash in the stash 

I wait for hun to make some quick cash 

 

I told her she could be lieutenant bitch got gassed 

At last I'm literally lounging Black, 

Seating back counting double digit thousands stacks 

Had to re-up see what's up with my peeps 

 

Toyota dealer cars had it cheap on the jeeps 

See who got smoked, what rumors was spread 

Last I heard I was dead with six to the head 

Then I got the phone call 

 

It couldn't hit me harder 

We got infiltrated 

Like Nino at the Carter 

I heard Tec got murdered in a town I've never heard of 

 

By some bitch named Alberta over nickel-plated burners 

And my bitch swear to God she won't snitch 

I told her where she hit the bricks I'll make the hooker rich 

Conspiracy should be home in three 

 

Until them I look south for the home family 

A true G, that's me blowing like a bubble 

In the everyday struggle 

 

I don't wanna live no mo' 

Sometimes I hear death knocking in my front do' 

I'm living everyday like a hustle 

Another drug to juggle, another day another struggle 

 

I'm seeing body after body and our mayor Giuliani 

Ain't trying to see no black man turn into John Gotti 

My daughter use a potty so she's older now 

Educated street knowledge I'm gonna mold 'er now 

Trick 'er little dope buying young girls tringes 

 

Dealing with the dope fiend binges 

Seeing syringes in the veins 

Hard to explain how I maintain 

The crack smoke makes my brain feel so strange 

Breaking days on the set no sweat from cold moet 

Can't bag yet because's still wet 

But when I dry back in five at a time 

I can clock about nine on the check cashing line 

I had to burst on the third 

Rehearse that's my word 

Thinking the game Ds knew my first name 

Should I quit? Shit no! 

Even though they had me scared 

Yo they gotta eight I gotta teck with air holes 

 

That's just how the shit goes in the struggle mother fucker 

 

I don't wanna live no mo' 

Sometimes I hear death knocking in my front do' 

I'm living everyday like a hustle 

Another drug to juggle, another day another struggle 

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