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HARD TIMES
- The struggle lives hard times, we do or die
- My whole crews fly hands high to the sky
- So maintain son elevate try to build
- But now youre still cuz incarceration is for real
- Yeah son you know its on
- Now who would be the clown in the nine six to mess around and catch a fist
- I show no mercy if you irk me
- I got physical that alert me when some herb tried to jerk me
- Or put the squeeze on it, break down the cipher
- But it wont work, were tight like the Q Tip in the fight
- Now is you insane is your brain intact
- We be official when it comes to this no B.S. rap
- Here comes the lyrical, aerial raid right where you rest at
- Now test that
- I snatch your heart right through your chest black
- Gettin ill thoughts when I sleep at night
- I gotta maintain, blot the blood stains on my brain
- >From the clappin, we can make it happen
- Remember you aint a killer, you only rappin
- I hate it, rappers overexaggeratin
- And never shot a gun in they life, they only masterbatin
- So come clean and keep it real if you like my sound
- And wave your hands in the air and put the nines down
- [Chorus: x2]
- Brothas fought daily in the streets, we reek havoc
- On every block someones flippin like an acrobat
- Im kinda young but I still gotta hold my own
- And Ima maintain whats mine till the day I'm grown
- I keep my crew up, people say I got a gang
- But I dont smoke I dont shoot and my crew dont slang
- We just hang tryin to get up in this rap game
- So I can gain so fame and build my crews name
- Rollin with juvenile thugs wit bad grades and bad ways
- Who woulda thought that I had some AIDS
- Dream totes and aspirations
- Brothas are tired of being broke so maybe thats why they free basing
- Wastin time doing nothing
- Livin like an outcast gotta get up get out and get something
- [Chorus: x2]
- Look into my eyes see if you can see what I can see
- In my reality the whole world is after me
- Schemin on the key but yo I got this locked down
- Me and lost and found comin out the underground
- Takin no prisoners my listeners we keep it real
- My thoughts are militant, when Im in the killin field
- Click click, my minds automatic, so wheres the static
- I got some joints up in my attic if you wanna grab it
- I form a cipher where my peace brothers dont sleep
- You try to creep I guarantee thats when you feel the heat
- I come correct in this rap game
- Rappers act insane
- Meanwhile Im blowin the mic an back in the frame
- They cant see me, they cant feel the real G
- I represent, commercial rap will never kill me
- [Chorus: x4]
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