The Notorious B.I.G. - Everyday Struggle (2005 Remaster)
[00:39.83] I know how it feel to wake up fucked up
[00:42.49] Pockets broke as hell, another rock to sell
[00:45.39] People look at you like youse the user
[00:47.43] Selling drugs to all the losers, mad buddha abuser
[00:50.38] But they don't know about your stress-filled day
[00:52.52] Baby on the way mad bills to pay
[00:54.87] That's why you drink Tanqueray; so you can reminisce
[00:57.54] and wish, you wasn't livin so devilish, ssshit
[01:00.38] I remember I was just like you
[01:02.29] Smokin blunts with my crew, flippin over 62's
[01:04.93] Cause G-E-D, wasn't B-I-G
[01:07.23] I got P-A-I-D, that's why my moms hate me
[01:10.39] She was forced to kick me out, no doubt
[01:12.27] Then I figured out licks went for twenty down South
[01:15.12] Packed up my tools for my raw power move
[01:17.42] Glock nineteen for casket and flower moves
[01:20.24] for chumps tryin to stop my flow
[01:22.38] And what they don't know will show on the autopsy
[01:25.07] Went to see Papi, to cop me a brick
[01:27.42] Asked for some consignment and he wasn't tryin to hear it
[01:29.92] Smoking mad Newports cause I'm due in court
[01:32.27] for an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
[01:34.78] Catch me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
[01:37.24] You better have your gat in hand, cause man
[01:59.03] I had the master plan
[02:00.03] I'm in the caravan on my way to Maryland
[02:02.38] with my man Two-Tecs to take over this projects
[02:05.07] They call him Two-Tecs, he tote two tecs
[02:07.27] And when he start to bust he like to ask, "Who's next?"
[02:09.72] I got my honey on the Amtrak
[02:11.43] with the crack in the crack of her ass
[02:13.78] Two pounds of hash in the stash
[02:15.40] I wait for hon to make some quick cash
[02:17.28] I told her she could be Lieutenant, bitch got gassed
[02:19.78] At last, I'm literally loungin black
[02:22.03] Sittin back, countin double digit thousand stacks
[02:24.75] Had to re-up; see what's up with my peeps
[02:27.23] Toyota Deal-a-Thon had it cheap on the Jeeps
[02:29.84] See who got smoked, what rumors was spread
[02:32.09] Last I heard I was dead with six to the head
[02:34.49] Then I got the phone call, it couldn't hit me harder
[02:37.13] We got infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter
[02:39.69] Heard Tec got murdered in a town I never heard of
[02:42.15] by some bitch named Alberta over nickel-plated burners
[02:45.02] And my bitch swear to God she won't snitch
[02:47.27] I told her when she hit the bricks I'll make the hooker rich
[02:49.75] Conspiracy, she'll be home in three
[02:52.05] Until then I looks out for the whole family
[02:54.66] A true G, that's me, blowing like a bubble;
[02:57.27] in the everyday struggle
[03:19.49] I'm seeing body after body and our mayor Guiliani
[03:22.03] ain't tryin to see no black man turn to John Gotti
[03:24.59] My daughter use a potty so she's older now
[03:26.83] Educated street knowledge I'ma mold 'er now
[03:29.50] Trick a little dough buyin young girls fringes
[03:31.93] Dealin with the dope fiend binges, seein syringes
[03:34.43] in the veins; hard to explain, how I maintain
[03:37.39] The crack smoke make my brain feel so strange
[03:39.89] Breakin days on the set, no sweat
[03:41.88] Drunk off Moet, can't bag yet because it's still wet
[03:44.65] But when that dry, baggin five at a time
[03:46.95] I can clock about nine on the check cashin line
[03:49.95] I had the first and the third; rehearse that's my word
[03:52.61] Thick in the game, D's knew my first name
[03:54.91] Should I quit? Shit no! Even though they had me scared
[03:57.60] Yo they got a eight, I gotta teck with air holes..
[04:00.00] ..and that's just how the shit go in the struggle motherfucker
[04:05.17] [Puff] Hah.. c'mon.. what you say?
[04:49.28] Uhh, uhh
[04:52.08] Junior M.A.F.I.A., right (yeah..)
[04:58.27] (rock on..)
[05:03.28] (WOO! .. Biggie Smalls .. right ..)
