"'Everyday'" genre: Reggae
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	Everday around my way going up in the 'Ville'
	CD: Street team   Label: Foul Flagrant Credits: A.Blount
	Story Behind the Song Seeing things in different place i've stayed visted ect Lyrics Song title: Everyday Written and produced by: Anthony Blount Verse 1: Everyday murders occur My people struggle From the lack of knowledge Life is a hustle The streets is one big college Learning a lesson Some people die But death is a blessing No stressing on tomorrow Living and guessing Jail or riches No bail money… sit in the system Choose ya religion Most likely end up Muslim or Christian Look whatcha missing The best part of ya life is youth living free No bills no stress Learning the truth Full of energy Everyday is like a whole new adventure Life is changes Changes guide the path that we take Money we make Whether be a doctor or lawyer Or pie take ya bake – it’s snakes Every step of the way Jakes and lawyers Guns are made to destroy us If you feeling what I’m feeling put ya hands to the ceiling Put ya guns up Out ya peace signs up Sing the hook Look at cha ni**a tell him we fed up Chorus: Every day in a man’s life It’s like a struggle less we make it on the double Same time we me have to keep out of trouble Every man should live a decent life Put down the gun Put down the knife Because them think that it will cause pure strife Verse 2: If we was all rich Then the crackers be sick But the mind of a black man Be controlled by guns and whips…nikes and sh*t Hatin on what the next man get Jealousy, envy Hate and lust Greed is what we breed, sow our seeds it’s funny How they learn from us How to curse and to be violent So you can hear it in our rappers talent Guns, sex, money and cars How to destroy instead of love it teaches Teaching the youth When you get vexed Aim for his neck Get bit*hes, stack riches, kill for a Lex Who’s to blame, the coach or the game? Or how the game is played The lack of knowledge is why we suffer from AIDS Taking chances…life or death Money and wealth Be the reason so many problems with health Drinking and smoking Be the results of stress Look at the world it’s a mess Only God can reveal what’s next Chorus Verse 3: What a man need is truth The truth be the light The light be the freedom of mind So get cha mind right Stay focused on life Instead of flesh and man made objects And women that’s topless It fills the mind with garbage When garbage fill the mind You become a target of struggle Controlled by the system, put in a muzzle Not understanding the truth The mind becomes a puzzle Confusing at what’s you Killing ya thought process- to nothing but stress And disillusion Frustrated knowing that life is a test You can’t pass so you fail And jail becomes ya ending In the beginning you see success But the ending is what you got to discuss Causing men to feel a cramp in ya chest That’s heart failure The same results as a hole in ya vest No operation can bring a man back when he’s gone It’s either Heaven or hell So take heed to the song Chorus

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