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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 [U-God] 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 Letras de canciones [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 [U-God] 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) [Chorus] [U-God] 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 [Chorus] From Letras Mania