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Beautiful Struggle mixtape

by Bing Bing

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thabingbing is in tha buildin' thabingbing is in tha buildin' thabingbing is in tha buildin' thabingbing is in tha buildin' It started wit thabingbing, WilsonBlock in this mutha fucka Still, niggaz ain't clickin' tha link, I chill, stop for a sip of tha drink I pill pop, when I'm pickin tha beat apart People will be a part, til' there's no money involved Tha local music scene, I was runnin' it all No business, no license, no nothin' at all No roof, no crew, no one involved It's all good in tha hood, I ain't even trippin You don't understand tha lifestyle I'm living See my vision, this for tha innocent victims in tha world locked up in a prison See, 33miles yea I hit that mission on tha way back, and I still ain't limpin Ain't no pimp but I still ain't simpin' that ain't even how we suppose to treat our women tha elephant is in tha room, in tha room my blue whales surround ya shores, nigga My polar bears eat cha food, eat cha food While my tiger sit & stare at cha Seahawks in tha sky, Silverback gorillas on guard and they ask me why I grind so hard cuz my life's on the line all tha time in this Beautiful Struggle KIDS! CHILDREN! TEENAGERS! Welcome to tha Beautiful Struggle what, cuz my life's on tha line all tha time in this beautiful struggle Welcome to tha Beautiful Struggle cuz my life's on tha line, nigga, yea
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Make Room 01:51
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I use ta’, wake up in tha morning To catch tha rain storm forming I was born in tha winter, in that month after December No linen needed to keep me warm after dinner And just ta’ let cha know, I give my all, in all of my songs Drop bombs on these cowards, how is these towers ours When I was down and out, and out of a shower for months Gave myself an hour for lunch, no time card punch workin’ smarter, bouta barter tha country Somebody tell tha industry, we takin’ it back To tha essense, where artists can make money off of they raps, yea I’m talkin’ WilsonBlock100%, fuck tha middleman, We up in this shit, ya punk bitch You don’t wanna have ta’ reap tha repercussion when tha reaper comin, I’m just a younga brotha seekin’ something I tell these niggaz like this, you can be an emotional being, bro But just don’t be a bitch Everbody in, pasadena / altadena, know what it is From michillinda to tha top of tha fig, no need to hop in tha whip I smoke tree, to keep my mind off tha shit That’s why you see me walkin’ round tha streets, rhymin’ & shit As live as it is, everybody, dyin’ to live They made Hip Hop cry, that’s why I’m wiping her tear Society got my mind stressin, I swear to ya’ll, feel like my life is threatened, In a skirmish wit tha iron pressin And they coming wit all kind of weapons Anti-depressants, swine intestines, fixed lie detectors Comin’ for tha whole land, not just minor sections Land of beautiful women, wit light complections I understand tha lessons, in everything that I do I’m blessed wit’ knowin tha difference, tha best to ever pursue it Get it off my chest, wit’ tha rest of that shit that’s stupid You can’t question my movement, can’t even step to this new, nigga You just want tha world to hear you talkin’ that crap And real artists got a problem wit that, cuz they ain’t callin’ me back Peep tha holes at tha bottom of my pants Cuz it’s real in tha field, I could kill wit tha skill But still, I will not, reveal tha real plot Tha steel is still hot, it’s still THAWILSONBLOCK, nigga And I ain’t playin wit these bars, I’m portrayin what I’m sayin to ya’ll, Can’t even hang wit cha boy
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Holdin' On 04:32
VERSE ONE I put on for my city, Better yet, I put on for foster kids I put on, for youth like me I bell ring, for the Salvation Army Cuz ima rebel wit’ my own cause United we stand, divided we what? I ain’t never need permission From no mutha fuckin’ politician, what! It’s ThaWilsonBlock Magazine! Pasadena Music Scene newsletter I coulda swore these foolish students knew better Straight nigga wit’ a bi-weekly newsletter I, walk to end gang violence, yea If I die, you can have my rhymes, nigga! I just want to make a difference Realized, I was my only hindrance, yo Cuz they be sleepin’ on ya boy, seen me creepin in tha game, but they be cheatin on ya’ boy Who me? I’ve been breathin on tha floor, Feet been bleedin from tha sores I’ve been, seekin tha Lord for more Cuz my situation urgent, I anticipate wit’ courage Every Sunday, 11:30 service To remind myself, who I’m serving, I’m here to hear tha sermon Holdin’ on to each and every word with faith, cuz… HOOK When you get out, Where you gon’ go How you gon’ do it, make it on your own Cuz Jah is real, I can feel him inside of me That’s why I’m tryna hold on, oh Lord, I’m tryna hold on Cuz when you’re in doubt, where you gon’ go How you gon’ do it, make it on your own Cuz Jah is real, I can feel him inside of me That’s why I’m tryna hold on, Oh Lord, I’m tryna hold on VERSE TWO But, Ima climb this mountain Ima conquer tha hill Ain’t no reason in pouting Only keepin’ it real To be in position of power And redeem what’s rightfully ours I’m too strong to fight wit’ these cowards Let my light shine bright on these towers, nigga They only see me doin’ bad Hope to see me in tha hood, like I can’t get out this trap And you, you been feining for tha truth Seen tha seed grow from tha roots Keepin my people from fruits, and Yea, yea, I am here to feed em It’s bigger than that, I am here to lead em I said, I am here to lead em, lead em to freedom HOOK When you get out, Where you gon’ go How you gon’ do it, make it on your own Cuz Jah is real, I can feel him inside of me That’s why I’m tryna hold on, oh Lord, I’m tryna hold on Cuz when you’re in doubt, where you gon’ go How you gon’ do it, make it on your own Cuz Jah is real, I can feel him inside of me That’s why I’m tryna hold on, Oh Lord, I’m tryna hold on
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Pray for Me 02:38
Chorus Please pray for me, make a way for me, pave tha way for me // I ain’t cool wit tha games that they play on me // Oh no, it ain’t okay wit me, it ain’t okay wit me, nooo // Please pray with me, come hang with me, run away with me // I ain’t cool wit tha thangz that they take from me // I guess, there ain’t no place for me, there ain’t no place for me, nooo // Verse One Let me tell you why I fight for a cause // I fight for tha type that like to write on tha walls // I fight for my innocent people behind bars // I fight for tha kids, I fight for tha poor // I fight for tha moors, I fight for you and yours // I fight for tha right to live my life for tha Lord // Cuz I’m a positive role model, for my folks to follow // And for my own piece of knowledge // You don’t have to go to college, to be successful // Just live up to your potential // Coming from south central, it’s no excuse // Not even, my mental health issues, industry officials // In tha street pistols, military missiles // Medicinal misuse, chemicals & crystals // It’s crazy what this game will do to you // Just don’t let it make a fool of you, stay true to you // Chorus Please pray for me, make a way for me, pave tha way for me // I ain’t cool wit tha games that they play on me // Oh no, it ain’t okay wit me, it ain’t okay wit me, nooo // Please pray with me, come hang with me, run away with me // I ain’t cool wit tha thangz that they take from me // I guess, there ain’t no place for me, there ain’t no place for me, nooo //
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VERSE ONE Before you go, let me leave you wit’ this I don’t, want no hug, no one last kiss I don’t, like yo’ butt, or like yo’ pics If you call, I won’t pick up, reply to your text So what’s next, how could I ever forget All tha time that we spent, everywhere that we went I apologize for all tha wrong things that I said, tha wrong things that I did, tha wrong example I set It’s my fault, I take full responsibility, but What do you to me, be killin’ me But, silly me for believing in us, I guess it’s too much to ask, for mutual trust, and thus, I must bust a move I must, pick myself up, and dust my shoes off, no love for you lost, but Every time I think about, where we went wrong I realize, I was been played from tha start, man… HOOK That’s why I’ll never stop tryin, I’ll never grindin’ I’ll never stop climbin’ Tha ways of this world, I probably never stop cryin’ I’ll never stop givin’, and I’ll never stop rhymin’ I said, I’ll never stop tryin’ I’ll never stop flyin’ I’ll never stop fightin’ Tha ways of this world, I’ll probably never stop shinin’ I’ll never stop caring, and I’ll never stop rising VERSE TWO My name is Michael Taylor, they call me Bing Bing Or Mistah Wilson on this Pasadena Music Scene I just wanna bring together my community So we can grow and show tha world that we know unity Cuz, nowadays, there’s no unity, no you and me Just seclusion, everyone caught up in this illusion Just don’t get it confused wit’ This WilsonBlock100 movement This, gang violence, takin’ innocent lives Tha inner-city divided, people livin outside, I Ditch my pride, but I stand wit’ my dignity Play tha same hand God given me Walk with humility, I gotta learn my history Gotta keep my head up, cuz I gotta get this victory I’m only 25, but I been around for centuries I just made this song to let you know how much you meant to me Bridge My name is Michael Taylor, they call me Bing Bing Or Mistah Wilson on this Pasadena Music Scene
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My People 03:26
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HOOK ONE Cuz, this is what, you’ll never understand I am, who, they’ll never understand Tha truth, you, will never understand You’ll never understand, cuz they never understand, man This is what, you’ll never understand, I am, who, they’ll never understand Tha truth, we, will never understand Ya better understand or we’ll never understand, man VERSE ONE Sometimes, I got a wreckless mind Still at tha bottom, but ahead of my time Represent and define, true integrity As I walk tha earth on these 2 legs that carry me, bury me a G And, if tha world rebuke me, like, who is he You will see, me acting like this ain’t nothin new to me I’m in my own lane, doin’ my own thang Tryna make it through these slow days, it’s so painful Man, catch me lookin at the paradise and beautiful women Said I’m a winner, cuz I know how to lose I’m a sinner, but no sinister moves Sippin’ Guiness while we chillin’ on tha living room We all eating off a different spoon, work jobs, got fam Skipping school just to spit in tha booth I never thought to stop rapping, cuz I’m missing a tooth I rather pop in my own greatest hits, than listen to you, my dude Look, it’s man-up, or man down We get up, to get down To quick to fall down, Just don’t give up, or back down Ha, now, we bringing it together And can’t nothin stop us, take pictures in any weather Whether, tha weather is wetter or better than ever Ya sever my pleasure, it’s off wit ya head, my nigga HOOK TWO Cuz, this is what, you’ll never understand I am, who, they’ll never understand Tha truth, you, will never understand You’ll never understand, cuz they never understand, man This is what, you’ll never understand, I am, who, they’ll never understand Tha truth, we, will never understand Ya better understand or we’ll never understand, man
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Coming Home 04:17
HOOK ONE You seen me tryna make it all on my own, and Got these crazy people callin’ my phone, and Even though you see me walking alone Just know I’m coming home, I’m comin’ Haters wanna see me defeated Crawling on my hands and my knees, and Even though you see me all on my own Just know I’m coming home, I’m comin’ VERSE ONE That’s why you see me wit’ my head down // Damn, pour a lil liquor, liquor // Just get out of my way, just do as I say // And it won’t be uncomfortable // Cuz tha bottom so lonely, lonely // Lord, show me what I’m suppose to do // Just get outta my way, just do as I say // And it won’t get uncomfortable // Cuz, they just wanna hurt me, hurt me // Take a look at what cha did to me // No, I don’t think they heard me, heard me // Just picture me wit tha victory // Cuz tha top still a long ways, long ways // Lord direct me where I’m suppose to go // Please put me where I need to be // Show me what I’m suppose to know // HOOK TWO You seen me tryna make it all on my own, and Got these crazy people blockin’ my road, and Even though you see me walking alone Just know I’m coming home, I’m comin’ Haters wanna see me defeated Crawling on my hands and my knees, and Even though you see me all on my own Just know I’m coming home, I’m comin’ VERSE TWO That’s why you see me wit’ my head down // Damn, pour a lil liquor, liquor // Just get out of my way, just do as I say // And it won’t be uncomfortable // Cuz tha bottom so lonely, lonely // Lord, show me what I’m suppose to do // Just get outta my way, just do as I say // And it won’t get uncomfortable // Cuz, they just wanna hurt me, hurt me // Take a look at what cha did to me // No, I don’t think they heard me, heard me // Just picture me wit tha victory // Cuz tha top still a long ways, long ways // Lord show me what I need to see // Please point me where I’m suppose to go // This is how much it means to me // HOOK THREE... You seen me tryna make it all on my own, and Got these crazy people blockin’ my road, and Even though you see me walking alone Just know I’m coming home, I’m comin’ Haters wanna see me defeated Crawling on my hands and my knees, and Even though you see me all on my own Just know I’m coming home, I’m comin’
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Beautiful Struggle mixtape was inspired by Bing Bing's experiences with foster care and homelessness.

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released April 17, 2016

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Hip Hop & Blues Songwriter from Pasadena, California.

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