[Verse 1: Jet 2]
Feel it in the bottom of my soul
If I can't stop the struggle, then the tough gon' fold
And nigga, I am imaginin'; seems so close
That until it's my time, I won't whine
Make a toast to the dream
I see them cops outside my window
On a daily basis, use sirens as a metronome
Seems the cycle'll never change when there's only clones
And now this cyclone's what we cycle on
I'm right at home with the feeling I fight alone
Never lose sight at all, and my niggas'll fight along
I alone pile on the pain like tile on
And put it on every track 'til my tracks are a mile long
Wonderin', "should I stay, or go?" Like Mya's song
Should I keep my cool, or turn the fire on?
While I'm feelin', "fuck the world," whether I'm right or wrong
I just take the pain and pay it no mind at all
[Chorus: LuMo]
Pain goes deep, but I still got love
Gotta go hard, I'll never give up
Everyday's a struggle, you can't knock the hustle
Gotta go hard, that's how you build muscle
Pain goes deep, but I still got love
Gotta go hard, I'll never give up
Everyday's a struggle, you can't knock the hustle
Gotta go hard, that's how you build muscle
[Verse 2: Jet 2]
Buildin' muscle, I bench press on the spot
Every rep is a step to success and the top
Every sec, I get more in depth in my thoughts
Every minute that I'm livin', I'm givin' success a shot, pop!
Every twenty-four like the seconds on a shot clock
I'm goin' in, baby, non-stop
Maybe I'll stop when "stop" is a 'Z', and a generation of kids
Are reciting the alphabet, like, 'Y,' 'stop'
And I'll answer 'em like, "I'm not"
I'll be cookin' tracks in my international house, I'm like IHOP
Yeah, I got hope and determination
Ain't been on the radio
Can you tell me what my current station is?
Every track, what am I racin' wit'?
Only my niggas, I'm prayin' that
They see the greatest the world has to offer
From what we make of this
And for the moment, you gotta just take it slow
Believin' that you gon' grow to success and you will show
Uh, from the thoughts of doubts, like, "maybe, so"
Or, "maybe, no," nah just let 'em go
Will you ever see happiness?
Truth is, you never know
Unless the seed you sow
Brings your happiness close, and it'll show
[Chorus: LuMo]
Pain goes deep, but I still got love
Gotta go hard, I'll never give up
Everyday's a struggle, you can't knock the hustle
Gotta go hard, that's how you build muscle
Pain goes deep, but I still got love
Gotta go hard, I'll never give
Everyday's a struggle, you can't knock the hustle
Gotta go hard, that's how you build muscle
[Verse 3: Jet 2]
One time for my niggas who feel it'll happen
One time for my niggas who's with the clappin'
That's willin' to put the strap back
To where them shots won't echo like a slap-back
On a vocal, here's my focal point
At y'all, the finger, most will point
But to blame the way that we were raised
And the way the society we live in is arranged
Ain't it strange that we' at the point where we at
That the president can be black, but a slave way back
In the day, still seems a nigga see no leeway
Success is the baton, just pass it on like a relay
But the most of it's patience, therefore you have to wait
And it's just a matter of time before the painful past is revised
And if you could see the potential inside, you'll be surprised
Success is on a coaster, you just goin' for a ride
And everything that you need will thoroughly be provided
At the end of the line where you arrive at
And when you're in it, the limit ain't in the sky
Feelin' down, keep your eyes up
And hold to the stars, watch your morale rise up
Just don't let the sun blind ya
Better wear a visor
[Verse 4: LuMo]
I look to the sky, and the clouds light up
Knowin' that the struggle will soon lighten up
So I Vince Young, and Titan up
'Cause I am a giant, no world series cup
Look into my eyes, I will never give up
I do this for my fam, Wrekless, you know
And we gon' stay wet wit' that All-Star flow
Jet 2, V.C., BeeGee, you know
Hitman, R TuNE, and LuMo
Wrekless
[Outro: Jet 2]
Nigga