The Shrine lyrics

by

T.I.


[Intro:]
Saga faite
The Haitians just arrived

Choppa Zoe
Yea
Wyclef Jean, Choppa Zoe

[Bridge:]
This the life, this the struggle
And I'm a show em how to hustle
This the life, this the struggle
And I'm a show em how to hustle

[Hook 1:]
I'm on my Cuba, where the VI social club
Aye aye aye
Some fall for the Columbian
I'm rollin with the Panamanian
And I'm movin with Dominican
You tryna have a conversation with a Mexican
One life, one heart
I love the Coheba
I got to celebrate cause I ain't promised tomorrow

[Verse 1:]
I swear this life heaven cause I came from here
Set the game on flame, watch me give em hell
17, I was locked down in a cell
Man this life ain't for me, is what I told myself
Age coming on the mama, know she need the help
Haiti still in the range, know they need the help
Should elect Wyclef for prez 'cus that woulda helped
Game of 21, every man for himself
'79 – uncle left Haiti to chase the wealth
18 – did the same just to chase the wealth
Have a space plan, they recall a midget deal
She was a 8, 9, 10 'cus the money help
Cuban mom they got that juicy so I call er welch
Was on the A kind, never seen bad as hell
Instead of standing like a man, suck a n*gga lip
Dreamin all on his own, all by myself
I'm putting on for my city all by myself
I was movin all the peas all by myself
I refused but he workin them odd jobs
A n*gga grind hard, that's why these Haitians die hard
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