Hard Times

Lyrics

[Chorus] The struggle lives hard times, we do or die My whole crew's fly, hands high to the sky So maintain, son, elevate, try to build Put down your steel 'cause incarceration is for real [Verse 1] Yeah, son, you know it's 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 physicals that alert me when some herb tried to jerk me Or put the squeeze on 'em, break down the cipher But it won't work, were tight like the Q-Tip and the Phife Now is you insane, is your brain intact? We be official when it comes to this, no BS 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, got the blood stains on my brain From the clappin', we could make it happen Remember, you ain't a killer, you only rappin' I hate it, rappers overexaggeratin' And never shot a gun in they life, they only masturbatin' So come clean and keep it real if you like my sound And wave your hands in the air and put the .9s down [Chorus] The struggle lives hard times, we do or die My whole crew's fly, hands high to the sky So maintain, son, elevate, try to build Put down your steel 'cause incarceration is for real The struggle lives hard times, we do or die My whole crew's fly, hands high to the sky So maintain, son, elevate, try to build Put down your steel 'cause incarceration is for real [Verse 2] Brothers fought daily in the streets, we reap havoc On every block, someone's flippin' like an acrobatic I'm kinda young, but I still gotta hold my own And I'ma maintain what's mine 'til the day I'm grown I keep my crew up, people say I got a gang But I don't smoke, I don't shoot and my crew don't slang We just hang, tryna get up in this rap game So I can gain some fame and build my crew's name Rollin' with juvenile thugs with bad grades and bad ways Who would've thought that I had some AIDS? Dream totes and aspirations Brothers are tired of being broke, so maybe that's why they free-basing Wastin' time doing nothin' Livin like an outcast, gotta get up, get out and get somethin' [Chorus] The struggle lives hard times, we do or die My whole crew's fly, hands high to the sky So maintain, son, elevate, try to build Put down your steel 'cause incarceration is for real The struggle lives hard times, we do or die My whole crew's fly, hands high to the sky So maintain, son, elevate, try to build Put down your steel 'cause incarceration is for real [Verse 3] 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 latch 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 I'm in the killin' field Click, click, my mind's automatic, so where's the static? I got some joints up in my attic, if you want it, grab it I form a cypher where my peace brothers don't sleep You try to creep, I guarantee that's when you feel the heat I come correct in this rap game, rappers act insane Meanwhile I'm blowin 'em out the back of the frame They can't see me, they can't feel the real G I represent, commercial rap will never kill me [Chorus] The struggle lives hard times, we do or die My whole crew's fly, hands high to the sky So maintain, son, elevate, try to build Put down your steel 'cause incarceration is for real The struggle lives hard times, we do or die My whole crew's fly, hands high to the sky So maintain, son, elevate, try to build Put down your steel 'cause incarceration is for real The struggle lives hard times, we do or die My whole crew's fly, hands high to the sky So maintain, son, elevate, try to build Put down your steel 'cause incarceration is for real The struggle lives hard times, we do or die My whole crew's fly, hands high to the sky So maintain, son, elevate, try to build Put down your steel 'cause incarceration is for real