| 作词 : Adrian Rezza/Lucas Rezza/James Melendez | |
| 作曲 : Lucas Rezza/Adrian Rezza | |
| Ugh | |
| My line keep ringing but I dont answer I just keep singing | |
| to the beat about the pain that life keep bringing | |
| I had hits before I ever spoke to a label | |
| When I was young I walked in to my dad bagging coc on the table | |
| & he was always on the run like his feet were burning | |
| In school I couldnt keep up with what we were learning, | |
| It was predetermined | |
| That I'd be convicted | |
| A drug dealing weed addicted convict | |
| I talk to God & ask is this what he predicted? | |
| If so thank you! | |
| I can't thank you enough | |
| They ask "Is it a true story?" I can't be making this up | |
| My hearts been hurt so many times its got a hole in it | |
| Every time I write a verse I put a piece of my soul in it | |
| So whats left of me? Music has got the best of me | |
| They searching for ingredients but my life is the recipe | |
| & I know my rivals dont want to see my survival | |
| They fear my arrival like when Jesus appeared in the bible! | |
| I had no dad to play ball with survival | |
| I had to learn on my own survival | |
| but it was all worth it | |
| Because all I had to do was survive | |
| I had no dad to play ball with survival | |
| I had to learn on my own survival | |
| but it was all worth it | |
| Because all I had to do was survive | |
| My survival story is little different | |
| Yet the same man its so significant | |
| The descendants of Italian immigrants | |
| Fought for everything they got in a country full of hate and discriminant | |
| Sacrificed so we could all live better | |
| Left their home for this cold frigid weather | |
| Sunday dinners now we all together | |
| Momma in the kitchen makin’ pasta sauce and stuffin’ peppers | |
| My grand daddy worked two jobs I swear to God man to the bone | |
| All this struggle on the microphone its only right that my family story told | |
| My dad came here he was 15 no hope just poverty | |
| Lot changed in a year him and his bro they persevered | |
| Hustled hard saved every cent | |
| Bought a house, no more rent | |
| Grand ma wept tears of joy | |
| Was a boy became a man, the story of Italians | |
| My grand ma wept tears of joy was a boy became a man, story of Italians | |
| The Struggle | |
| I had no dad to play ball with survival | |
| I had to learn on my own survival | |
| but it was all worth it | |
| Because all I had to do was survive | |
| I had no dad to play ball with survival | |
| I had to learn on my own survival | |
| but it was all worth it | |
| Because all I had to do was survive | |
| Survive, Survive, Survive, Survive. | |
| I had no dad to play ball with survival | |
| I had to learn on my own survival | |
| but it was all worth it | |
| Because all I had to do was survive | |
| I had no dad to play ball with survival | |
| I had to learn on my own survival | |
| but it was all worth it | |
| Because all I had to do was survive |
| zuo ci : Adrian Rezza Lucas Rezza James Melendez | |
| zuo qu : Lucas Rezza Adrian Rezza | |
| Ugh | |
| My line keep ringing but I dont answer I just keep singing | |
| to the beat about the pain that life keep bringing | |
| I had hits before I ever spoke to a label | |
| When I was young I walked in to my dad bagging coc on the table | |
| he was always on the run like his feet were burning | |
| In school I couldnt keep up with what we were learning, | |
| It was predetermined | |
| That I' d be convicted | |
| A drug dealing weed addicted convict | |
| I talk to God ask is this what he predicted? | |
| If so thank you! | |
| I can' t thank you enough | |
| They ask " Is it a true story?" I can' t be making this up | |
| My hearts been hurt so many times its got a hole in it | |
| Every time I write a verse I put a piece of my soul in it | |
| So whats left of me? Music has got the best of me | |
| They searching for ingredients but my life is the recipe | |
| I know my rivals dont want to see my survival | |
| They fear my arrival like when Jesus appeared in the bible! | |
| I had no dad to play ball with survival | |
| I had to learn on my own survival | |
| but it was all worth it | |
| Because all I had to do was survive | |
| I had no dad to play ball with survival | |
| I had to learn on my own survival | |
| but it was all worth it | |
| Because all I had to do was survive | |
| My survival story is little different | |
| Yet the same man its so significant | |
| The descendants of Italian immigrants | |
| Fought for everything they got in a country full of hate and discriminant | |
| Sacrificed so we could all live better | |
| Left their home for this cold frigid weather | |
| Sunday dinners now we all together | |
| Momma in the kitchen makin' pasta sauce and stuffin' peppers | |
| My grand daddy worked two jobs I swear to God man to the bone | |
| All this struggle on the microphone its only right that my family story told | |
| My dad came here he was 15 no hope just poverty | |
| Lot changed in a year him and his bro they persevered | |
| Hustled hard saved every cent | |
| Bought a house, no more rent | |
| Grand ma wept tears of joy | |
| Was a boy became a man, the story of Italians | |
| My grand ma wept tears of joy was a boy became a man, story of Italians | |
| The Struggle | |
| I had no dad to play ball with survival | |
| I had to learn on my own survival | |
| but it was all worth it | |
| Because all I had to do was survive | |
| I had no dad to play ball with survival | |
| I had to learn on my own survival | |
| but it was all worth it | |
| Because all I had to do was survive | |
| Survive, Survive, Survive, Survive. | |
| I had no dad to play ball with survival | |
| I had to learn on my own survival | |
| but it was all worth it | |
| Because all I had to do was survive | |
| I had no dad to play ball with survival | |
| I had to learn on my own survival | |
| but it was all worth it | |
| Because all I had to do was survive |
| zuò cí : Adrian Rezza Lucas Rezza James Melendez | |
| zuò qǔ : Lucas Rezza Adrian Rezza | |
| Ugh | |
| My line keep ringing but I dont answer I just keep singing | |
| to the beat about the pain that life keep bringing | |
| I had hits before I ever spoke to a label | |
| When I was young I walked in to my dad bagging coc on the table | |
| he was always on the run like his feet were burning | |
| In school I couldnt keep up with what we were learning, | |
| It was predetermined | |
| That I' d be convicted | |
| A drug dealing weed addicted convict | |
| I talk to God ask is this what he predicted? | |
| If so thank you! | |
| I can' t thank you enough | |
| They ask " Is it a true story?" I can' t be making this up | |
| My hearts been hurt so many times its got a hole in it | |
| Every time I write a verse I put a piece of my soul in it | |
| So whats left of me? Music has got the best of me | |
| They searching for ingredients but my life is the recipe | |
| I know my rivals dont want to see my survival | |
| They fear my arrival like when Jesus appeared in the bible! | |
| I had no dad to play ball with survival | |
| I had to learn on my own survival | |
| but it was all worth it | |
| Because all I had to do was survive | |
| I had no dad to play ball with survival | |
| I had to learn on my own survival | |
| but it was all worth it | |
| Because all I had to do was survive | |
| My survival story is little different | |
| Yet the same man its so significant | |
| The descendants of Italian immigrants | |
| Fought for everything they got in a country full of hate and discriminant | |
| Sacrificed so we could all live better | |
| Left their home for this cold frigid weather | |
| Sunday dinners now we all together | |
| Momma in the kitchen makin' pasta sauce and stuffin' peppers | |
| My grand daddy worked two jobs I swear to God man to the bone | |
| All this struggle on the microphone its only right that my family story told | |
| My dad came here he was 15 no hope just poverty | |
| Lot changed in a year him and his bro they persevered | |
| Hustled hard saved every cent | |
| Bought a house, no more rent | |
| Grand ma wept tears of joy | |
| Was a boy became a man, the story of Italians | |
| My grand ma wept tears of joy was a boy became a man, story of Italians | |
| The Struggle | |
| I had no dad to play ball with survival | |
| I had to learn on my own survival | |
| but it was all worth it | |
| Because all I had to do was survive | |
| I had no dad to play ball with survival | |
| I had to learn on my own survival | |
| but it was all worth it | |
| Because all I had to do was survive | |
| Survive, Survive, Survive, Survive. | |
| I had no dad to play ball with survival | |
| I had to learn on my own survival | |
| but it was all worth it | |
| Because all I had to do was survive | |
| I had no dad to play ball with survival | |
| I had to learn on my own survival | |
| but it was all worth it | |
| Because all I had to do was survive |
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