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Struggle, Struggle; Try to stop itThere is trouble with my empty pocketFuck it, Fight it; I won't take itOn my own until I make itNo support of family sortNo credit for my school reportNot a pawn for institutionsSystem aint got no solutionsThree months up in Koloa Wahiawa streets and still not pauSmoking pot in IndiaDad left him in CambodiaNow my friend is in a caveYou say he's crazy, I say braveHe's smarter than his mom and dadHe's on the streets and mom is proudRunning with his destinyCut your hair and take a showerFall in line, submit your powerGet a job and raise your classA member of the working massSongtexteIs it progress or decay?It aint my call, I got no sayAre we slaves or are we free?Were running from our destinyGot fired from his job todayStill sleeping in the back allyChew him up and spit him outStill trying just to fight it outAt his old job was discriminatedNow he will be compensatedIt's hard to keep the moral highWe smile at work but it's a lie Aus Songtexte Mania