Soldier Struggle chords by Lil Tweety

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Verse 1
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Ever
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since I was 10,
I was locked up in my room
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with my paper and pen
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Making tracks for my lovers and friends
so they could bump it on the radio
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I was hoping I could take it so far
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so I could be a rap star
See I was only 10,
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people laughing at my shit
and I wanted to quit
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Man, I'm done with this,
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cause rapping ain't for me
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So I stopped for a minute,
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to play the instrumental
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When I found my lyrics in  it,
I'm bobbing to the beat
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And that's how I knew
rapping was for me
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So I had to take it to the industry,
it was 2003
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When my dream came true,
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thanks to the homie you know who
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It's that C -A -P -O -N -E -E
And for me, they label me Tweety
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Came out with my first CD,
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the bad boy under HBG
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High power click,
no one's fucking with me
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I   got it tatted on my arm,
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all eyes on me
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It was good for a while,
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so I guess it went my ear
when I could hear
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Nothing but my tears, better meet up
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Maybe that is worth more than that,
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that I'm
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I'm surviving
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I'm surviving dying
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I'm not dying
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I'm surviving
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I'm surviving
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Now I gotta watch my back, fool, say I can't rap,
man, you need to stop and think about that,
see it's hard to be me,
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but they don't know
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I got the strongest family,
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if you know what I mean,
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I  got beef with the other side,
the town is goin' down,
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every hater holds a grudge to me,
but you gotta understand,
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only God can judge me,
if you can see what I see,
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and you can be where I be,
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then you will know what I mean,
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I'm doin' shows close off
the way to Japan,
and back to my town,
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the I -Town Indio
for my dogs to represent
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When I step in the center,
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I'm the representer
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Only 17 but only 15
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when I   step on the scene
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People say I'm too young to rap this type
But you can't stand the fact
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I get down like that
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Now I gotta wash my back, it's a fact
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Every motherfucking day
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Now look at me,
I'm the youngest, hardest,
hardest in this rap game
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Even though the name don't fit,
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but don't let it be a trick
All you do is run your lips,
motherfuckers pack words
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and you know I pack clips
But don't trick us,
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I was brought up,
we respect the right way
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And I don't give a fuck
if you might say you don't like me
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But try me,
then you might see the real me
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Every day for that shit you cop,
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you deserve to get served that way
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Just let me live my life
and get the fuck out my way
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I'm in a fucked up game,
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I got fame but mostly jealousy
Living in my own town,
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they talk shit about me
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So how when I fuck can I
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love my town
when they doubt me?
I want my thing before I leave
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Keep my name out of your mouth
and I will keep it the same
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I   came to twist the game
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You know I'm on the fuckin' end
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Cause I keep it the same
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What? I'm dyin'
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I'm not dy in'
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I'm not dyin'
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I'm I'm surviving
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I'm surviving
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I'm surviving
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I'm surviving
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