U-God - Stuggle Ain't Got No Color lyrics

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[Intro: U-God w/ Hook]

Color ain't got no struggle... color..

[Hook x2: U-God]

Move, grind, move, grind

Move, grind, move, grind


Yo, yo, it's hard to smile, cuz life's so for real

It's funny what people do just to get a mill

Some kill, rob, steal, sell crushed pills

Multimillion dollar deals, generatin' hills

But I got skills, there no need for violence

How that nigga stay hungry with degrees in science

Yeah, he needs a challenge, you'se an A-Class Pilot

The boy so vibrant, he walk like a tyrant

His mind's in the garbage, his spine is heartless

He's a one mind pirate, who gets his regardless

With felony charges, greedy coke-nosed clients

His nose is numb and he didn't read the fineprint

Accounts on minus, with a block of stress

And he can't close his eyelids cuz it don't care less

Yeah, they died on they blinders, he got mouths to feed

So he grieves over liquor, that his spouse might leave

And it leads him sicker, his house ain't been cleaned in a week

He can't sleep cuz his problem's gettin' deep, cuz

[Chorus: U-God ( w/ Hook )]

Struggle ain't got no color, kid

Color ain't got no color

Now, color ain't got no struggle, kid

Struggle ain't got no color

Now growin' up, it's a wild jungle, kid

Color ain't got no struggle

Same block, same clubs, same money, same drugs

Struggle ain't got no color


I can't sleep around heat, roaches and dust mites

In the winter time it's cold enough, nigga, to bust pipes

I'm like, Jesus Christ, yo, my socks is black

I'm hoodied up in the halls with the stocking cap

Rockin' forth and back, draggin' a huge cannon

Duckin' the law, I'm the last man standing

Strong armin' the store, when the line is drawn

With a fifty pound vest on, that strike your dawn

It's like, I'm a pawn, takin' orders from the side

From the root to the fruit, I'm a Freedom Fighter

Police in hot pursuit, move beneath the fire

Peel out in tires, when I burn these streets

These knockaround guys, never turn they cheeks

We're all I see, my contract's is wack

Baby mamma huntin' for cash, get off my back

Take out the trash, put some food on the shelf

I don't trust women, son, I can't trust myself

Fuck them hoes, cuz, I'm just movin' for delf

[Bridge x2: U-God]

Things never change, we all the same

We bleed the same blood (blood)

Yeah, I've seen joy, love, hate and pain

I never gave up (up)



Yo, I come from the gutter, bad blood and slum

Where niggaz scarred for life, and they die for crumb

Where young worship the gun, smoke blunts for fun

It's the same old song, one minute it's calm

Then shots ring out like it's Vietnam

And you see it's wrong, when you're forced to retire

My single's almost gone, caught in the crossfire

That's why I'm high wired, Lord, forgive me

I broke down and cried, when he lost his kidney

With his baby sitter Shi-Shi, two years old

He laid on the floor, bullet holes in his clothes

I was miles away, yeah, away on tour

When I received the call, in the phone, I hang up

I was mad at the world, and grabbed the banger

Wrecked the hotel, released the anger

You supposed to keep my child away from danger

First we were friends, now we strangers

He lost a lot of blood, but didn't show no fear

In I.C.U., in intensive care

And I praise the Lord, that my son is still here, but


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