From the upcoming album D-Day from D-Vex (my alter ego)
The title says it all. It's about the struggles of everyday life and tryin' to keep ya head up while times are hard.
Everyday Strugglin'
I be DV, D-Vex, D-Vyn-C. Feel me.
Now tell me what you know about everyday hustlin'.
Tell me what you know about everyday strugglin'.
Yo I just got paid but still ain't got no money.
No paper no dough my cash flow be low, fa sho'.
No money be meanin' you hungry so you stay hungry you dead.
Ain't nobody got no time for dyin' now thats why I'm livin' instead.
And wherever you make yo' bed, that's where you gon' lie
Musta made my shit in fire 's why I'm burnin inside,
feelin so dead in my mind
I'm through wit rewind, high time I set fast forward in motion.
Approachin' the end of the line. I gotta jump off.
Berserk when I hit the dirt, get up and dust off.
Now which way do I go, I don't know. I just
gotta keep burnin' like a furnace yo
and stay out the cold, I gotta roll.
Gotta get through to the first, that's when the rent due.
I went through the valley and rallied to get every cent through.
But in the meanwhile other bills keep on pilin'
an' I ain't got shit to pay 'em wit that's why I sho' 'nuff ain't smilin'.
But no ridin' on E for me bitch cuz I'm ridin' on thrivin',
I'm survivin'. As long as I'm stayin' alive
ain't neva gonna be no nose divin'.
Flyin' high muthafucka but I'm just ridin' on luck
'cuz my income ain't much.
But it's just enough to get through month to month.
Eventhough I know the times is rough I'm gonna make do wit what I got
and stay on the plot.
'Cuz right now, I sleep on a cot and mamma's on the fold out couch.
We livin' in the school of hard knocks and I can't wait 'till class let out.
Now tell me what you know about everyday hustlin'.
Tell me what you know about everyday strugglin'.
If ya real, I know ya feel me.
Now tell me what you know about everyday hustlin'.
Tell me what you know about everyday strugglin'.
Now come on if ya down, get wit me.
Now tell me what you know about everyday hustlin'.
Tell me what you know about everyday strugglin'.
If ya real, I know ya feel me.
Now tell me what you know about everyday hustlin'.
Tell me what you know about everyday strugglin'.
Gotta make a few manuevers
'cuz I'm stuck in the gutter. Fuck that my butt's in the sewer.
I'm walkin' in grime like all the time and I can't see. I'm lookin' for sunshine
'cuz it's dark underground. I'm in the dungeon, bound,
with a chain restrainin' my ankle and one around the wrist.
All I can think about is my freedom now and the good times I miss.
But I'mma clear the mist to get my ass up outta this
I'm ready to make a break and if I got to, take a few hostages.
Gimme the key to the cell bitch, cuz I ain't down to be captive.
And I ain't tryin' to be selfish,
But it's all about me right now and tryin' to get my shit active.
And if you stand in my way, you just another obstacle
about to get knocked down.
See me, I'm cold as a popsickle
and really, I'm tryin' to get hot now.
No stops now, 'cuz I'm on the way to the top.
and when I get there, I'mma look straight down and watch ya'll droppin' them props.
And if not, you get popped in the mouth.
For hatin' on what I got, your new direction is South.
Bye-bye, flyin' wit the birds for the winter.
And if you get lucky and make it I might just see yo' ass sometime after December.
Remember me as the muthafucka at the top of the list of everyday strugglas.
Cattle rustla, ropin in some beef to eat at the table
while you settle for sheep in the stable.
I can't have that no mo, I'm sick of this shit on the realest.
I'm through wit the Oodles of Noodles time for T-bones and riblets.
Ain't tryin' to eat it if nobody killed it fuck fryin' 'tatas in skillets.
Constructed a plan to get me some meat, I drew up the blueprints let's build this.
Now tell me what you know about everyday hustlin'.
Tell me what you know about everyday strugglin'.
If ya real, I know ya feel me.
Now tell me what you know about everyday hustlin'.
Tell me what you know about everyday strugglin'.
Now come on if