Everyday

[Intro: Big Twins]
Yeah, waddup
Big Twin y’all
Sid Roam
3rd class
Yeah
Yo, Phil The Agony waddup son, what’s poppin’?

[Verse 1: Phil The Agony & Big Twins]
Fight for the reason to blow
My niggas know exactly what’s at the end of that dark road tunnel (No doubt)
Bite like them in my peripheral vision
The mission is to get ‘em to listen
Envision what your nigga was livin’
You get the picture painted for you if you missing [?]
See how I wrap it like aluminium foil is fresh
You’re now rockin’ with, pressure point perfectionist
The best y’all, the best alcohol in my breathe and shit (Woo)
National deficit, climbin’ every time I’m rhymin’
The homie said church to it
Like I’m [?]
It was perfect timing
How we perfected the art, to rip you apart
Truth hurts, y’all niggas lyin’ from the start
Get your shit right
Hold up my nigga sit tight
Strong arm steady, ‘bout to get right (That’s right)
Y’all niggas better get some insight
We fire mics in the hood
And even out of the hood
We the shit, right?

[Chorus: Jean Grae]
Everyday I’m fighting for my life
[?]
The joy, the pain
Through the struggle, through the rain
Through the hustle, rise above it
Keep fuckin’ with it
And if you don’t like it
[?]
The blood, the tears
Through the sweat, through the years
Through the streets, I love it, I keep hustling

[Verse 2: Big Twins]
Yeah
As I sit back and wonder (No doubt)
Is it my year? (Word up)
My soul leave my body and float in the air
Everybody in the hood is all in tears (Yeah)
No more fears, no more beers
But it’s fucked up I can't see my kids
Ill probably go to hell, ‘cos the way I live
And I know I gotta go
It’s just a matter of time
That’s why I’m on the low, gettin’ bent all the time (Yeah)
Spend time with my kids and that’s no lie
And my 3rd eye, hope it keep me alive
Niggas hatin’
They wanna see me die
Cos my bald head be having bitches hypnotized
Oo’s and ah’s you hear when I’m tearing ‘em up
That’s the weakest part of a man, so don’t get bucked (Blow)
‘Cos these days niggas is jealous as fuck
Fuckin’ with big twin you might get stuck

[Chorus: Jean Grae]
Everyday I’m fighting for my life
[?]
The joy, the pain
Through the struggle, through the rain
Through the hustle, rise above it
Keep fuckin’ with it
And if you don’t like it
[?]
The blood, the tears
Through the sweat, through the years
Through the streets, I love it, I keep hustling

[Verse 3: Phil The Agony]
Ayo
We well connected to these streets
My niggas rap over beats, and got the cheat codes to all of the hoes
The chosen few, few good men
Watch how I handle the truth
The abbot this is the proof
Now watch and recoup
Niggas will have to regroup
Bars is [?] soup
Easy for me to walk through (Easy)
Get laid when I want to fuck
Bitch is swayed, new buck
These new niggas lookin’ for the Ku Klux, what
And Imma hand ‘em a beat
Not the one you will peep
The one you get for talkin’ shit when you weak (Speak)
The [?] do a number on ‘em
Not runnin’ numbers on em
Put ‘em on a stage in front of niggas at the [?]
Watch ‘em perform, they only let ‘em get warm
When I was waitin’ debating on a storm (Come on)
And it was all calm before the weather report
Whatever you thought, it’s even better when I said it before

[Chorus: Jean Grae]
Everyday I’m fighting for my life
[?]
The joy, the pain
Through the struggle, through the rain
Through the hustle, rise above it
Keep fuckin’ with it
And if you don’t like it
[?]
The blood, the tears
Through the sweat, through the years
Through the streets, I love it, I keep hustling
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