Struggle - Remastered in 2004

May 21st my mama gave birth
 I was growing up in the city
 with the shitty, places where you didn't not
 remember any faces with no free spaces
 I was 5 years old when my dad left me ice cold
 then to myself I told I ain't gonna fold
 I'm gonna survive this shit, I ain't gonna quit
 I was playing cool, cause I never went to school
 I took a tool, and broke the rule
 I was a fool
 I was seven years, but I never dropped any tears
 I lived with my mom and my older brothers
 who was growing up one after the other
 we still live in this got damn world
 like I told I was never seen and heard
 I though that I deserved to be heard
 me and Izzy G are up in this bitch
 to show ya bitches we got luv for this ish
 ridin in da house with clothes from bathing ape
 but let me tell ya bitches bout these dayz
 it's all good in da neighbourhood
 i'm misunderstood, couse I ain't like Robin Hood
 get the money for myself like I should
 when im stealin from the rich, don't snitch bitch
 Izzy G:
 Days were passing by and I wanted to die
 I didn't own a shit, nothing was mine
 I started with the crimes, I crossed the line
 God gave me a sign, so I started writing rhymes
 Chill Daddy:
 What a life? It's hell sometimes
 Struggle with the cops for doing crimes
 On the first page, of the New York Times
 You'll see in my eyes that I'm havin' hard times
 Izzy G:
 Our music is fresh like bone with flesh
 don't try to fake it, cause you'll never make it
 Chill Daddy:
 You'll never found a sound like cj's n brown's
 after two rounds you'll be laying dead on da ground