' It's hard, it's hard, it's hard Jump on the bonfire Jonesin' for what we had So far you ain't lyin' It's hard, it's hard, it's hard
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got you in my night vision Brain fragments on the street released Another nigga fronts hard, another nigga deceased I got a H.K., A.K. and a M-16 A
soft, hard as a knockout 'bout It's no sellout, I keep crime in my rhyme 'Cause it's my thing, packed with guns and drugs And lots of street slang, A
around the world for ice Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman It's ninety-eight, it's never too late playa Get, get, get, get, get
but missed the 12 gauge Maniac,I'm a rhyme brainiac,livin' on the edge of a razor Remember that Cold rollin' thick as a shake,I'm rockin' hard as a quake
it Living it like a savage cause nigga I gotta have it And holding back all the mothers for a minute, pumping hard dog Erase enough to walk it down and fuck it
a brick wall at a stand still Was it a dream or was it reality Now it's a nightmare hunting my sanity Thank the Lord up in heaven ain't mad at me It's
Pa, it's a wrap Put when your ass, get beat wit a crowbar, it's a wrap For real, we straight thug it Read my palms, you see more chapters than L. Ron
minds, don't give a fuck if you don't like it With niggas that's invited without recited, ignited It burn mad slow and that's why I'll easily light it
time comes? Diamonds and guns, diamonds and guns It's a wicked world that we live in It's cruel and unforgiving It's a wicked world that we live in
the whole world know it One take it to the streets let the whole world know it This the chance for your big career don't blow it Or get it blown from
load it, this world I'm a rock and roll it My business, you shouldn't a told it, to end I'm a forty-four They switch guns and they go for show it, your
Terror Squad to my death, tombstone on my chest With the chrome in the vest, alone or with T.S. I'ma rep it, I'm a Dominican, now you accept it It's
the splurge It's kind of hard to understand me 'cause I speak with a slur But my guns speak a language all the people done heard Streets sense gon' keep me in it for a
Yo, look clown I come through bully down Keep thinkin' that you hard take a look around I got soldiers stationed up to bring pain And when it go down
Benz parked next to the curb You ain't a gangster, L7 Quick to bail out, like a nigga in jail stressin A lesson to be learnt, bout what a gangster is
homeboy, it's on homeboy Zones with two candy's painted bronze homeboy D A Z, I can't believe this nigga gon' trip He's nothin' but a busta, bitch ass motherfucker With Snoop in a
