Hard Livin’

Lyrics

[Intro: Young Merc] Yeah, yeah, uh Young Merc For all my youg niggas (All of my young niggas) On the block, Nah mean (On the block) Going hard (Blow hard nigga) [Verse 1: Young Merc] Yo I was raised in poverty (in poverty) Yeah, life was hard Growin up 'round, killaz and hust-lers I used ta, sit on the porch Watch pops smoke luports Trying when he was going to get his next bag to snort I just sit back, deep in thought like (man) Wishin I had a plan to make him a better man But I can't, but that's what made it worse Then I started smokin weed and hustlin work I turned to the streets, fifteen, mind on cash Highschool fliest nigga in the class Why all y'all was studyin trying to pass I was tryna, get the pass, to cut out and get ass I was always ahead of my time Neighbours in the hood said I be locked up Or dead by twenty-five But still I, Ride, wit my head high Knowin I'm a young thug and I will survive [Chorus: Young Merc] I can't stop (I can't stop) I gotta keep it movin (I gotta keep it movin) Knowin this life I'm livin (Knowin this life I'm livin) It's either death or prison (It's either death or prison) Hard livin I can't stop (I can't stop) I gotta keep it movin (I gotta keep it movin) Knowin this life I'm livin (Knowin this life I'm livin) It's either death or prison (It's either death or prison) Hard livin [Verse 2: D.O. Cannon] Uh, the ghetto We prayin, Lord All of my thugs be given strength POV city You ain't gotta show me love when I'm wearin the glove And I just found out my man done chick slugs And my man rever diss touch down Means alot of niggas on the streets ain't really gon eat right now Man I'm so mad dog, I can't tell you why If the Lord don't bow down I'll murder the damn sky I'm to hot for this shit, please calm me down I stay doing right, I stay doing wrong I stay huggin my moms I lost in eighty-nine I'm still bangin that nine I had since eighty-nine You niggas feelin my vibe? Man it's hard to walk, man it's hard to talk Dog I keep quiet Cuz playas wear wires when we start to bring the riot I'm tired of this shit, take me now I'm gon be back in a minute dog don't hate me now I heard the streets wanna smoke me Dog, I'm to lokey It's murda [Chorus: Young Merc] I can't stop (I can't stop) I gotta keep it movin (I gotta keep it movin) Knowin this life I'm livin (Knowin this life I'm livin) It's either death or prison (It's either death or prison) Hard livin I can't stop (I can't stop) I gotta keep it movin (I gotta keep it movin) Knowin this life I'm livin (Knowin this life I'm livin) It's either death or prison (It's either death or prison) Hard livin [Verse 3: Black Child] Word to god, Yeah I was only twelve when I first went to jail Locked up and sparked it, fucked up and heartless My moms had a habit, heron and acid A bad lil' basterd always needed my ass kicked A five member family living in one room Cookin on hot plates, eatin on plastic spoons I don't esagerate, or imaginate I had to go to jail to graduate Growin up in Foster homes, You Fosters own I had to get up, get out and get my own Niggas was throwin bricks I'm tossin stones Then I floss the chrome, the boss is home But the block is gone, the cops is wrong Yellow got paralyzed, Little Jemel died Put me in hell and I still rise Put me in the chair I'll fry Do my whole twenty-five [Chorus: Merc] I can't stop (I can't stop) I gotta keep it movin (I gotta keep it movin) Knowin this life I'm livin (Knowin this life I'm livin) It's either death or prison (It's either death or prison) Hard livin I can't stop (I can't stop) I gotta keep it movin (I gotta keep it movin) Knowin this life I'm livin (Knowin this life I'm livin) It's either death or prison (It's either death or prison) Hard livin