Chords for Everyday Struggle (2005 Remaster)

Tempo:
96.1 bpm
Chords used:

B

C#

C#m

A

A#m

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Everyday Struggle (2005 Remaster) chords
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[C#m] [D#m]
[A#m] [C#m] [A] [G#m]
[D#m]
[A#m] [C#m] [A] I [Bm]
don't want to live [A#] no more.
Sometimes I hear death [C#] knocking at my front door.
I'm living every day like a hustle.
[A#m] Another [C#m] drug juggle.
Another day, [B] another struggle.
[A]
I don't want to live [B] no more.
Sometimes I hear death [C#] knocking at my front door.
I'm living every day like a hustle.
[A#m] Another [C#m] drug juggle.
Another day, [A] another struggle.
I know how it feel to [B] wake up messed up.
Pockets broke, tell another rock [C#m] sell.
People look at [B] you like you's the user.
Selling drugs to [F#] all the losers.
Maricuda, Abusra.
But they don't know [B] about the stress-filled grave.
Baby on the way, mad bills [C#] to pay.
That's why you drink Pangaray.
[A#] So you can [B] reminisce and wish you wasn't [A] living so jugglish.
I remember [B] I was just [C#] like you.
Smoking blunts with my crew.
Flipping over 60's hoos.
Cause GED [A#m] wasn't B [F]-I-G.
I had to get B-A [A]-D.
That's why my [F] mom hate me.
She was forced to [B] kick me out.
No doubt.
Then I figured out.
Let's work for 20 [C#] down south.
Packed up my tools [A#m] for my raw [C#m] power.
Ooh.
Glock 19 for [D#] gas.
Flower moves.
For drugs [B] trying to stop my flow.
And what they don't know will show.
I'll [C#] be autopsied.
Went to see poppy.
[A#m] The cop [C#m] be a brick.
Ask for some [A] casamity.
What's trying to hear it?
Smoking mad new [B] ports cause I'm doing courts.
Throwing a [C#] sword that I caught in Bridgeport, New York.
Catch me if you can [A#m] like the [C#m] gingerbread man.
You better have your GED in hand. [Dm] Cause GED.
I don't [B] want to live no more.
[E] Sometimes I hear death [C#] knocking at my front door.
I'm living everyday like a hustle.
[A#m] Another [C#m] drug juggle.
Another day, [A] another struggle.
[G#m] I don't want to live [B] no more.
Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door.
[C#] I'm living everyday like a hustle.
[A#m] Another [C#m] drug juggle.
Another day, [B] another struggle.
I have the master plan.
I'm in the caravan on my way to Maryland.
With my man T-Tex to take over this project.
They call him P-Tex.
He go 2-2-X.
[E] And when he's off the bus he like to ask who's next.
[A] I got my homie on [B] the Amtrak with the crack in the crack of the rut.
Two pounds of [A] ash in the cut.
I wait for [A#] Hunter to make some [B] big bucks.
I told her [E] she could be lieutenant.
Got [A] gas up.
At last.
I'm [B] literally lounging blacks.
Hitting back-up and double-digit [C#] thousand stacks.
Had to re-up.
[A#] See what's up [B] with my beats.
Toyota Gilagon [C#] had it cheap on the deep.
See who got smoked.
[B] What rumors was spread.
Last I heard I was dead.
With six [C#] to the head.
Then I got the phone [A#m] call that couldn't [C#m] hit me harder.
We got [E] infiltrated.
Lady know [A] what the carter heard.
Got murdered [A#] in the town I never heard of.
By some zip [C#]-and-dial murder over nickel-plated purters.
And my broad swear to God [C#m] she won't slip.
Chateau, Louisie.
The [A] bricks of Lake of Britain.
Conspiracy.
[B] She'll be home in three or two.
Then I look south for the whole [F#] family.
A true G-Fax [A#m] me.
Blowing [C#] like a bubble.
In the everyday struggle.
[A#]
I don't want to live no more.
So I'll hide in a death [C#] pocket at my front door.
I'm living [F#] everyday like a hustle.
[A#] Another [C#m] drug juggle.
Another day [A] another struggle.
[G#m] I don't want to live no more.
[C#] So I'll hide in a death pocket at my front door.
I'm living everyday like a hustle.
[E] Another drug juggle.
Another day [C] another struggle.
[A]
I'm seeing body after body.
[B] And I'm Mayor Giuliani.
Ain't trying to see no black man turn to John Gotti.
My daughter use a potty [A#m] so she's [C#m] older now.
Educated street knowledge.
[Dm] I'm a molder now.
[F] Trick a little doe [A#] buying young girls fringes.
Dealing with the dope fiend binges.
Seeing syringes in the vein.
Hard [A#m] to explain [C#m] how I maintain.
The crack smoke [A] make my brain feel so strange.
Breaking [B] A's on the set.
No sweat.
Drunk off my wet cat bag yet [C#] because it's still wet.
But when I drive [A#m] back at [B] five at a time.
I can clock [E] about nine on the check.
[A] Cash and lines.
I had the first [B] and the third.
Rehearse that's my word.
Drinking the game.
These knew my first [C#m] name.
Should I quit?
[A#] I don't know.
[B] Even though they had me scared.
You know they gotta [A] hate.
I gotta guess what air hold.
[B] [C#]
[G#] [C#m] [A]
[G#m] I don't want to live no [Em] more.
The father hit death knocking at my front door.
[C#] I'm living every day like a [A#m] hustle.
Another [C#m] drug juggle.
Another day [A] another slump.
I [B] don't want to live no more.
The father hit death knocking at my front door.
[C#] I'm living every day like a hustle.
[A#] Another [C#m] drug juggle.
Another day [E] another slump.
[B]
I don't want to live no more.
The father hit death knocking at my front door.
[C#] I'm living every day like a [A#] hustle.
Another [C#m] drug juggle.
Another day [D] another slump.
[B] I don't want to live no more.
[E] The father hit death [C#] knocking at my front door.
I'm living every day like a hustle.
Another [C#m] drug juggle.
Another day [A] another slump.
Right.
[A#] Show your mouth.
Right.
[C#] Right.
Yeah.
[A#m] [C#m] [A] Right.
Right.
Right.
[B] [C#]
[A#m] [C#m] [D] [A]
[B] [C#]
[A#m] [N]
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12341114
C#m
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A
1231
A#m
13421111
B
12341112
C#
12341114
C#m
13421114
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_ _ [C#m] _ [D#m] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A#m] _ [C#m] _ _ _ [A] _ [G#m] _
_ _ _ [D#m] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A#m] _ [C#m] _ _ [A] I [Bm]
don't want to live [A#] no more.
Sometimes I hear death [C#] knocking at my front door.
I'm living every day like a hustle.
[A#m] Another [C#m] drug juggle.
Another day, [B] another struggle.
[A]
I don't want to live [B] no more.
Sometimes I hear death [C#] knocking at my front door.
I'm living every day like a hustle.
[A#m] Another [C#m] drug juggle.
Another day, [A] another struggle.
I know how it feel to [B] wake up messed up.
Pockets broke, tell another rock [C#m] sell.
People look at [B] you like you's the user.
Selling drugs to [F#] all the losers.
Maricuda, Abusra.
But they don't know [B] about the stress-filled grave.
Baby on the way, mad bills [C#] to pay.
That's why you drink Pangaray.
[A#] So you can [B] reminisce and wish you wasn't [A] living so jugglish.
I remember [B] I was just [C#] like you.
Smoking blunts with my crew.
Flipping over 60's hoos.
Cause GED [A#m] wasn't B [F]-I-G.
I had to get B-A [A]-D.
That's why my [F] mom hate me.
She was forced to [B] kick me out.
No doubt.
Then I figured out.
Let's work for 20 [C#] down south.
Packed up my tools [A#m] for my raw [C#m] power.
Ooh.
Glock 19 for [D#] gas.
Flower moves.
For drugs [B] trying to stop my flow.
And what they don't know will show.
I'll [C#] be autopsied.
Went to see poppy.
[A#m] The cop [C#m] be a brick.
Ask for some [A] casamity.
What's trying to hear it?
Smoking mad new [B] ports cause I'm doing courts.
Throwing a [C#] sword that I caught in Bridgeport, New York.
Catch me if you can [A#m] like the [C#m] gingerbread man.
You better have your GED in hand. [Dm] Cause GED.
I don't [B] want to live no more.
[E] Sometimes I hear death [C#] knocking at my front door.
I'm living everyday like a hustle.
[A#m] Another [C#m] drug juggle.
Another day, [A] another struggle.
[G#m] I don't want to live [B] no more.
Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door.
[C#] I'm living everyday like a hustle.
[A#m] Another [C#m] drug juggle.
Another day, [B] another struggle.
I have the master plan.
I'm in the caravan on my way to Maryland.
With my man T-Tex to take over this project.
They call him P-Tex.
He go 2-2-X.
[E] And when he's off the bus he like to ask who's next.
[A] I got my homie on [B] the Amtrak with the crack in the crack of the rut.
Two pounds of [A] ash in the cut.
I wait for [A#] Hunter to make some [B] big bucks.
I told her [E] she could be lieutenant.
Got [A] gas up.
At last.
I'm [B] literally lounging blacks.
Hitting back-up and double-digit [C#] thousand stacks.
Had to re-up.
[A#] See what's up [B] with my beats.
Toyota Gilagon [C#] had it cheap on the deep.
See who got smoked.
[B] What rumors was spread.
Last I heard I was dead.
With six [C#] to the head.
Then I got the phone [A#m] call that couldn't [C#m] hit me harder.
We got [E] infiltrated.
Lady know [A] what the carter heard.
Got murdered [A#] in the town I never heard of.
By some zip [C#]-and-dial murder over nickel-plated purters.
And my broad swear to God [C#m] she won't slip.
Chateau, Louisie.
The [A] bricks of Lake of Britain.
Conspiracy.
[B] She'll be home in three or two.
Then I look south for the whole [F#] family.
A true G-Fax [A#m] me.
Blowing [C#] like a bubble.
In the everyday struggle.
[A#]
I don't want to live no more.
So I'll hide in a death [C#] pocket at my front door.
I'm living [F#] everyday like a hustle.
[A#] Another [C#m] drug juggle.
Another day [A] another struggle.
[G#m] I don't want to live no more.
[C#] So I'll hide in a death pocket at my front door.
I'm living everyday like a hustle.
[E] Another drug juggle.
Another day [C] another struggle.
[A]
I'm seeing body after body.
[B] And I'm Mayor Giuliani.
Ain't trying to see no black man turn to John Gotti.
My daughter use a potty [A#m] so she's [C#m] older now.
Educated street knowledge.
[Dm] I'm a molder now.
[F] Trick a little doe [A#] buying young girls fringes.
Dealing with the dope fiend binges.
Seeing syringes in the vein.
Hard [A#m] to explain [C#m] how I maintain.
The crack smoke [A] make my brain feel so strange.
Breaking [B] A's on the set.
No sweat.
Drunk off my wet cat bag yet [C#] because it's still wet.
But when I drive [A#m] back at [B] five at a time.
I can clock [E] about nine on the check.
[A] Cash and lines.
I had the first [B] and the third.
Rehearse that's my word.
Drinking the game.
These knew my first [C#m] name.
Should I quit?
[A#] I don't know.
[B] Even though they had me scared.
You know they gotta [A] hate.
I gotta guess what air hold.
_ [B] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ _ [G#] _ _ [C#m] _ _ [A] _
[G#m] I don't want to live no [Em] more.
The father hit death knocking at my front door.
[C#] I'm living every day like a [A#m] hustle.
Another [C#m] drug juggle.
Another day [A] another slump.
I [B] don't want to live no more.
The father hit death knocking at my front door.
[C#] I'm living every day like a hustle.
[A#] Another [C#m] drug juggle.
Another day [E] another slump.
[B]
I don't want to live no more.
The father hit death knocking at my front door.
[C#] I'm living every day like a [A#] hustle.
Another [C#m] drug juggle.
Another day [D] another slump.
[B] I don't want to live no more.
[E] The father hit death [C#] knocking at my front door.
I'm living every day like a hustle.
Another [C#m] drug juggle.
Another day [A] another slump.
Right.
_ [A#] _ Show your mouth.
Right.
[C#] Right.
Yeah.
_ [A#m] _ [C#m] _ _ [A] Right.
Right.
Right.
_ _ [B] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ _ [A#m] _ [C#m] _ _ _ [D] _ [A] _
_ _ [B] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ _ [A#m] _ _ _ _ _ [N] _