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Everyday
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Everyday was released on April 16, 2013 by Grimey Records as a part of the album Thrive
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AlbumThrive
Release DateApril 16, 2013
LabelGrimey Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM90

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Twins
Big Twins
Performer
Phil Da Agony
Phil Da Agony
Performer
Jean Grae
Jean Grae
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jamal Raheem
Jamal Raheem
Composer

Lyrics

Yeah, what up
Big Twin y'all, Syd-Rome, Dirt Glass
Yeah
Yo Philagony, what up son, what's popping
Fight for the reason to blow
My **** know exactly what's at the end of that dark road tunnel
Bright lights dimming my peripheral vision
The mission is to get 'em to listen
Envision what your **** was living
You get the picture painted for you if you listen loyal
See how I wrap it like aluminum foil, it's fresh
You're now rocking with pressure point perfectionist
The best y'all, the best alcohol on my breath and shit
National deficit, climbing every time I'm rhyming
The homie said church to it
Like I make {shit} in it, it was perfect timing
How we perfected the art, to rip you apart
Truth hurts, y'all **** lying from the start, get your shit right
Hold up my ****, sit tight
Strong arm steady, 'bout to get right (That's right)
Y'all **** better get some insight
We five mics in the hood, and even out of the hood, we the shit right
Everyday I'm fighting, within my life, in the heart of this game
The joy, the pain, through the struggle, through the rain
Through the hustle, rise above it, keep fucking with me
And if you don't like it, I'm gon' be fine 'til it's my judgement day
The blood, the tears, through the sweat, through the years
Through the streets, I love it, I keep hustling
Yeah, as I sit back and wonder, is it my year?
My soul leave my body and float in the air
Everybody in the hood is all in tears
No more fears, no more beers
But it's fucked up I can't see my kids
I'll probably go to hell, cause of the way I live
And I know I gotta go, it's just a matter of time
That's why I'm on the low, getting bent all the time
Spend time with my kids and that's no lie
And my third eye, hope it keep me alive
**** hating, they wanna see me die
Cause my bald head be having bitches hypnotized
Ooh's and ahh's you hear when I'm tearing 'em up
That's the weakest part of a man so don't get buck
Cause these days **** is jealous as fuck
Fucking with Big Twin you might get stuck
Everyday I'm fighting, within my life, in the heart of this game
The joy, the pain, through the struggle, through the rain
Through the hustle, rise above it, keep fucking with me
And if you don't like it, I'm gon' be fine 'til it's my judgement day
The blood, the tears, through the sweat, through the years
Through the streets, I love it, I keep hustling
Ayo, we well connected to these streets
My **** rap over beats and got the cheat codes to all of the hoes
The chosen few, few good men, watch how I handle the truth
The evidence is the proof, now watch 'em recoup
**** will have to regroup
Bars is talk soup, easy for me to walk through
Get laid when I wanna fuck
Bitch I'm suede nubuck, these new **** looking for the Ku Klux, what
And I'ma hand 'em a beat, not the one you repeat
The one you get for talking shit when you weak
The hawk will do a number on 'em, now run the numbers on 'em
Put 'em on the stage in front of **** at The Forum
Watch 'em perform, they only let 'em get warm
When I was waiting, debating on a storm
And it was all calm before the weather report
Whatever you thought, it's even better when I said it before
Everyday I'm fighting, within my life, in the heart of this game
The joy, the pain, through the struggle, through the rain
Through the hustle, rise above it, keep fucking with me
And if you don't like it, I'm gon' be fine 'til it's my judgement day
The blood, the tears, through the sweat, through the years
Through the streets, I love it, I keep hustling
Friends, or crimies as they are called
Are established in jail as a form of protection
If I call you my crimie, you're like my brother now
You're someone who's not just part of this gang I'm in
Or the SRG group, you're my crimie
I'ma watch you, you're gonna watch me, alright
We're criminals for life, we're crimies
That's what they saying to each other
And I solicit you beyond just being an SRG member, but being my crimie
We met in jail, it was like right there
He got my trust and I got his trust
You know what I'm saying, my eyes is his eyes, his eyes is my eyes
If I'm sleeping, he woke, if he sleeping, I'm woke
That's the way it go
This my real brother, my blood brother
Not no gang, this my real brother, know what I'm saying
If it wasn't for him, I know I'd have been out of here to the bin
They wouldn't even sent me no other building
I just got kicked back out of the borough house over here
For going through problems in New York
Taking my {shit} out on other people
Innocent people that don't got nothing to do with it
He helps you keep cool like that
Yeah, yeah, yeah
If it wasn't for him
I would have been a little bit more hot-headed than me
Written by: Jamal Raheem
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