[Chorus]  Now this is the tale of a murderer who comes from the caucus cliffs  [Busta in background] happy Thanksgiving  he robbed and stole and killed for greed and packed us on slave ships  [Busta in background] happy Thanksgiving  he took us off to stolen lands it seemed like hell for sure  [Busta in background] happy Thanksgiving  with the crack and the guns, death and disease they called for you and your  [Busta in background] happy Thanksgiving  No whips no brew no weed to smoke not a single luxury  If not for the bloodshed that it cost the struggle would be lost  [Busta] say it again  the struggle would be lost  [Busta] say it again  the struggle would be lost  [Busta] say it again  the struggle would be lost  [Busta] say it again  the struggle would be lost  [Busta] say it again  the struggle would be lost    [Verse 1]  The struggle will be lost  If you continue to do the shit you be doin' with disloyalty nigga  Now that explains why in each ward you avoiding me nigga  Knowing now it takes nothing to be destroying a nigga  Conditioned with a mind to shit on your brother  Flossing with jewelry and whips just like a dick and still live with your mother  Copping shit that superceded your salary   Where is your loyalty to your own blood and taking care of your family  Funny how you sit and drink what you drink  Thinking the foulest shit and not even knowing why you think how you think  Must be the reason why we aren't aware  Because the devil know how guilty and filthy he is in all his affairs  Fucking with my mind when I was a youngster  Cause he know if we knew the truth we'd make his ass run from amongst us  That's why we thinking that it's better to ball   while the devil be sitting and watching plotting how to murder us all  now this    [Chorus]    [Verse 2]  Hey yo  That's why I'm hustling harder  Now I'm in a huddle seeing the struggle in my mother and father  That's why my persona will come with such a karma to be getting this paper  Cause I ain't with the slavery labor   A lot of niggas in the hood probly relate to me greater   than those that believe when they die they going to meet the creator that's crazy  how we become slaves   to mental death and power that comes with becoming even more of a dumber ass  the devil robbing you blind   concealing the truth from niggas while we be struggling they murder the mind  the wickedness sneak on you quicker when they creep from behind   continue to speak the truth ?til it weaken your spine  now check it  the jewel I give you be the beat the beat for the time  you can't see it like you living on a street for the blind  young whitty hustler niggas that stick with the grind  fly cuisine food poisoned cause you eatin' the swine  I stay struggling and doin' for delf  Then I dig in my body deeper and do a little knowledge of self  They wonder why they catch a nigga on the weed sell  Better be careful what you saying on them e-mails  Now listen  They got your mind in a prison   You can do whatever you want but focus if you desire to listen  As I say it I hope you feelin' the wrath  Create a hammer to make a man that a beat you in the head with the math   Now this    [Chorus]