Strugglin'
K'naan Lyrics


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I start out just to vibe out I ain't about to bow out.
I'm more gangsta then your but I ain't about to row out.
My season will come it has to, honestly I feel like I'm 10 months pregnant, I'm past due. Sincerely, un-touchy these days I can't take nothin'.
I'm trying to treat my record like the Lord shit I'm trying to brake somethin'.
N mostly I'm up and stressing when other folks sleep
And believe I know struggle and struggle knows me.
My life owes me like an oven dose
I'm slowly drifting to the arms of trouble and trouble holds me
And nothing else is close to me more than pain unfortunately,
Like a self-fulfilling prophecy I'm supposed to be

[Chorus:Repeat x2]
I'm struggling and it's troubling in the circumstance
I'm dwelling in to find myself in the corner huddling
With some angry men and I gotta settle shit again before they gotta kill again

I should be chilling on beaches instead my bone freezes ducking glocks
And I was and 12s like Jesus the realest thing to me is since I was a fetus
The only break I ever got was at recess so legitimately
I remain very little relieved and that thug rappas
I remain very little entriged and can you blame me with how we lived in the late 80's
Throwing rocks at the crazy ladies
And when we played these crazy games the whole crew had crazy names
We even had a crypper we called him lazy legs
But my faith remains untouched and unchanged
Still in my block you hear more shots then a gun range

[Chorus:Repeat x2]

More to the truth no writing just me recording in the booth
Forced by the loop and the guitar but I'm the boss of the group
I speak truth deep roots remain equal danger
The pain in my song is crazy but the sequel is stranger
Hey man I'm from the oddest hardest progress then departed
I'm now known as a recording artist spitting what little remains of your memories
In your process bigger or little making your name into a colossus
Believe me I'm thankful my brothers still with me
And ain't much changed Bobby's still troubling with me
I'm still mom and pory but we always dently I got a little recording gig but evidently





[Chorus:Repeat x2]

Overall Meaning

In the song "Strugglin'" by K'naan, he speaks about his difficult life and the struggles he endured living in his home country Somalia. The lyrics explain that he refuses to give up despite the challenges he's facing, such as poverty, violence, and living with constant uncertainty. Throughout the song, K'naan uses metaphors to illustrate his experiences, such as saying he's "more gangsta than your but I ain't about to row out," which shows his tenacity and unwillingness to bow down to his struggles.


K'naan also describes the stress and burden he carries every day, equating it to being overdue by ten months. He is trying to treat his record like a sacred thing, but he's slowly drifting towards trouble's embrace. He talks about how suffering and pain are unfortunately the only things close to him. He's struggling, and it's troubling him, but he's confident that he will find his way out of his troubles eventually.


The chorus of the song speaks about his struggles and how he's constantly in trouble with the wrong people. He's scared that if he doesn't settle things, someone will end up getting hurt or killed. Despite all the hardships, K'naan never gives up and keeps pushing forward.


Line by Line Meaning

I start out just to vibe out I ain't about to bow out.
I began this journey just to enjoy it and I have no plans to give up.


I'm more gangsta then your but I ain't about to row out.
I may appear tough, but I am not looking for trouble.


My season will come it has to, honestly I feel like I'm 10 months pregnant, I'm past due.
I am optimistic that success will come eventually, but right now I feel overdue and frustrated.


Sincerely, un-touchy these days I can't take nothin'.
Honestly, I am easily irritated and cannot handle any more difficulties.


I'm trying to treat my record like the Lord shit I'm trying to brake somethin'.
I am putting all my effort into making my music the best it can be, like I am trying to please a higher power.


N mostly I'm up and stressing when other folks sleep
I am constantly working and worrying about my music while others rest.


And believe I know struggle and struggle knows me.
I have faced many challenges and they have become a part of my identity.


My life owes me like an oven dose I'm slowly drifting to the arms of trouble and trouble holds me
I feel like life owes me something and I am lured towards dangerous situations that bring temporary relief.


And nothing else is close to me more than pain unfortunately,
Pain is more familiar to me than anything else, which is unfortunate.


Like a self-fulfilling prophecy I'm supposed to be
I feel like my struggles are predetermined and unavoidable.


[Chorus:Repeat x2] I'm struggling and it's troubling in the circumstance I'm dwelling in to find myself in the corner huddling With some angry men and I gotta settle shit again before they gotta kill again
The situations I find myself in are difficult and dangerous, and I am constantly having to resolve conflicts with violent individuals to avoid more bloodshed.


I should be chilling on beaches instead my bone freezes ducking glocks
I should be enjoying a peaceful life, but instead I am constantly afraid for my safety and survival.


And I was and 12s like Jesus the realest thing to me is since I was a fetus The only break I ever got was at recess so legitimately
I have faced hardship since I was young and my only relief was during my short breaks at school.


I remain very little relieved and that thug rappas I remain very little entriged and can you blame me with how we lived in the late 80's Throwing rocks at the crazy ladies
I find little comfort in the violent world of thug rap and it is understandable given the difficult environment I grew up in, where we even threw rocks at mentally ill women.


And when we played these crazy games the whole crew had crazy names We even had a crypper we called him lazy legs
My friends and I embraced dangerous activities and gave each other ridiculous nicknames, like lazy legs for our crypper friend.


But my faith remains untouched and unchanged Still in my block you hear more shots then a gun range
Despite everything, my faith remains unwavering, but the violence in my neighborhood is constant and intense.


[Chorus:Repeat x2] More to the truth no writing just me recording in the booth Forced by the loop and the guitar but I'm the boss of the group
My songs are true to my experiences and are created by me alone with the help of music equipment.


I speak truth deep roots remain equal danger The pain in my song is crazy but the sequel is stranger
I speak the truth and my experiences run deep, but revealing them comes with risks. The pain in my current song is intense, but the next one will be even more unpredictable.


Hey man I'm from the oddest hardest progress then departed I'm now known as a recording artist spitting what little remains of your memories
I have come from difficult beginnings, but now I am a successful musician trying to capture the last remnants of my past.


In your process bigger or little making your name into a colossus Believe me I'm thankful my brothers still with me And ain't much changed Bobby's still troubling with me I'm still mom and pory but we always dently I got a little recording gig but evidently
Success can come in small or large increments and I am grateful for my family and friends who remain with me despite turbulent times. I have a small recording opportunity, but it is growing gradually.


[Chorus:Repeat x2]
The challenging situations I face continue to trouble me, but I persevere and push through.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: BRIAN WEST, GERALD EATON, KEINAN WARSAME

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@akshatanerkar451

[Verse 1:]
I start out just to vibe out I ain't about to bow out. I'm more gangsta then u r but I ain't about to row out. My season will come it has to, honestly I feel like I'm 10 months pregnant, I'm past due. Sencierly, untouchy these days I can't take nuttin. I'm tryin to treat my record like the Lord shit I'm tryin to brake somthin'. N mostly I'm up n stressin when other folks sleep n believe I know struggle n struggle knows me. My life owes me like an oven dose I'm slowly driftin to the arms of trouble n trouble holds me n nothin else is close to me more than pain unfortunatly, like a self-fulfillin prophecy I'm supposed to be...

[Chorus: x2]
I'm strugglin n it's troublin in the circumstance I'm dwellin in to find myslef in the corner huddlin with some angry men n I gotta settle shit again before they gotta kill again

[Verse 2:]
I should be chillin on beaches instead my bone freezes duckin glocks n Iwas n 12s like Jesus The realest thing to me is since I was defeatedis the only break I ever got was at recess so legitematly I remain very little releaved n that thug rappas I remain very little entriged n can u blame me with how we lived in the late 80's throwin rocks at the crazy ladies n when we played these crazy games the whole crew had crazy names we even had a crypper we called him lazy legs but my faith remains untouched n unchanged still in my block you hear more shots then a gun range

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3:]
More to the truth no writin just me recordin in the booth forced by the loop n the guitar but I'm the boss of the group I speak truth deep roots remain equal danger the pain in my song is crazy but the sequal is stranger
Hey man I'm from the oddest hardest progress then departed I'm now known as a recordin artist spittin what little remains of your memories in your process bigger or little making your name into a colossus believe me I'm thankful my brothers still with me n ain't much changed Bobbys still troublin with me I'm? still mom n pory but we always dently I got a little recordin gig but evidentally

[Chorus x2]



All comments from YouTube:

@xxxSGTkellner

Its honestly such a shame to see a song like this not get many views. He deserves more. Much more..

@user-gf3mj4xq3z

😮oh no doubt brother more and more luv

@JoseDeChamp

One of my heroes. K'naan is a special artist. A few just shine brighter and we have to appreciate them whilst they are amongst us. Keep on shining K'naan!

@aogaga

true words

@abhishekbhandari8111

👏👏

@johnbarry5198

I was luck enough to tour with this genius whilst he was the opening act for Xavier Rudd. That was over 15 years ago now. Such a blessed moment in my life

@reisy46

He's a genius, a poet, a survivor, is one of those singers who not only sing, but actually say something.

@datboytb1131

One of the best rap songs and videos ever made. Ridiculously deep n touching

@terrie_ck

This is my favourite version of this song. It's soothing!!!

@abdirahmaan9819

proud to be Somali k'nan wish u long live

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