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[Verse 1]:
No matter what i gonna do they gonna hate, it's clear as day
This hate aint bring no hate, it motivates
I put my bread in it, you ask how much i make
You dunno nothing about respect
What i'm doing for good, you do for food
You ain't give a fuck about art, you worry about your loot
one season stars, selling out styles

[Verse 1]:
All i knew i been chasing my dream
But all of us feel free to choose whatever we wish
I was playing them toy cars when i was a kid
I had a dream to buy one to drive it indeed
I also had a dream to build my house
With 2 floors and a room for grandmother
I was a small kid, dreaming about shit

Hey yo! Struggle da Preacher's straight in the building
Yamsaying
I just wanna share my life story, you know
When i was a teen
Everybody think that i'm kinda gangsta type
I am not, i am not a gangsta neither a thug, yamsaying
I'm just real
And i tell you what took place in my life

[Verse 1]:
All my goons on the block wanna tell me something
In fact they tell me nothing
What i am suppose to do cuz i live my life the way i want to
I might be wrong though
I'm like Alonzo in the "Training Day"
Killing motherfuckaz, cheating motherfuckaz
And know what to say

[Intro: talking]:
Yo wudup,
This is Struggle da Preacher,
I can not believe you know, i can not believe that 14 days are over
You know, i'm just like... Where am i? Paradise?
Or i'm still on Earth? So, i dont give a fuck, you know
Its just like my diagnose, you know, this song is my diagnose for real
The diary is over, my life is over