[Verse 1: Murda D]

Feel like I'm running in place

More like I'm stuck in a maze

Look in the mirror and the face looking back is looking like he's been erased

Nothing has changed, nothing amazes me

Basically, running afraid

Running away from all the hatred I've created

Innocent lives are tested, messages are lost in texts

A blessing over breakfast, had to get this off my chest before I wake another day

I'm on a quest with a Bible and a fucking hand grenade

I may be afraid of death, but no, I'm not afraid to play

I'll change the way we think and speak

The way we eat and breathe

The way we deal with inner demons and the voices from the beast

I'm in need of some rest before I make another mistake

I'm getting a feeling that it's best if I just moved another fucking state

And it amazes me, I'm battling this my damn self

Oh well, what you gonna do about it?

Life's a landfill, that means shit's stacked on shit and it ain't gonna stop

Only way to rip the stitch is get my ass to the top

[Chorus: Murda D]

Struggle!

Coming to find in life that running and hiding isn't the way to survive

You gotta stand and fight a

Struggle!

Sipping a bottle of wine and rolling a dime

Snorting a line, having a hell of a time in this

Struggle!

Falling behind, the reels of pills keep looking and feeling so right

I think it's overkill, I

Struggle! Struggle! Struggle! Struggle!

I'm wondering why I'm still alive and am I even real?

Just trying to realize it still

[Verse 2: Legion]

By the end of the day, the sky is gray and hazy

Stuck in a maze, maybe I can't take it maybe

I should just quit, fall apart like the rest

Another statistic, a product of all the mess

That I've made (that I've made, damn)

A man of many years can fall apart in a day

I'm feeling just like a slave to the struggle

I behave like a dog with a muzzle in a cage (in a cage, in a cage)

I tried to rearrange all the trouble I've faced

But I wasn't good at puzzles and all the time that it takes up (takes up)

I'm struggling to dream, I think it's time to wake up (wake up)

I said I think it's time to wake up (wake up)

But there's no running away for me, so there's no need to pray for me

Whether you love or you're hating me

My road's my own and it's taking me to the

[Chorus: Murda D]

Struggle!

Coming to find in life that running and hiding isn't the way to survive

You gotta stand and fight a

Struggle!

Sipping a bottle of wine and rolling a dime

Snorting a line, having a hell of a time in this

Struggle!

Falling behind, the reels of pills keep looking and feeling so right

I think it's overkill, I

Struggle! Struggle! Struggle! Struggle!

I'm wondering why I'm still alive and am I even real?

Just trying to realize it still

[Verse 3: Renigade]

Been a renegade since birth, so I guess the name fits

I'm an outcast with a strange gift I'm amazed with when I say shit

You listen to every syllable that I may spit

I paint with a pellet perplexing and pacing to leave you in daze with

Still I find challenges

Just to pick up a pen, my analysis

Is that I need balance and this imbalancement of juggling life is a rapper and one is an average kid

'Cause the fact is this: I'm immaculately savage when I practice my craft

But there has to be some sort of life with my wife when I turn off the rap

But how you gonna turn off something that goes on in your head without you even trying?

It's a Catch 22, you die to turn it off, but you can't turn it off without dying

So you wrestle inside with your Jekyll and Hyde

Heckle with pride, a special surprise

And if you let go of your Hyde, the vessel of Jekyll will die

Lesson surmised

Oh is the woe of an artist, that's woven and sewed in compartments

Had I known that my flow I control and my glow

But I know if I ever would've started

But I do know that I'll embark with this art until I'm lethargic

I can't part with it, but that's okay 'cause

Everybody knows that victory starts with

[Chorus: Murda D]

Struggle!

Coming to find in life that running and hiding isn't the way to survive

You gotta stand and fight a

Struggle!

Sipping a bottle of wine and rolling a dime

Snorting a line, having a hell of a time in this

Struggle!

Falling behind, the reels of pills keep looking and feeling so right

I think it's overkill, I

Struggle! Struggle! Struggle! Struggle!

I'm wondering why I'm still alive and am I even real?

Just trying to realize it still

[Outro: Murda D]

Struggle!

Struggle!

Struggle!

Struggle! Struggle! Struggle! Struggle!