Текст песни Hard Tymez - Yukmouth , Z-RO , Trae
[Hook
- Tonya]
Its
hard
tymez...
its
hard
tymez...
its
hard
tymez
Its
hard
tymez...
its
hard
tymez...
these
hard
tymez
[Z-Ro]
My
people
get
crushed
on
by
poverty,
got
lives
that
scarred
Single
mother
selling
her
body,
nigga
times
are
hard
Wheres
the
Lord
when
I
need
a
blessing
Devil's
be
after
me
supply
your
child
with
a
weapon
My
nigga
ran
up
in
a
bank,
sixty
seconds
for
a
lifetime
bid
And
I
don't
get?,
now
he
selfish
just
for
trying
to
feed
his
kid
I'm
living
for
mo',
lead
us
out
of
slavery
Revolution
is
coming
but
for
now
we
waiting
patiently
Started
out
fiending
to
eat
and
starving
together
So
when
we
crumble,
survive
of
this
place
start
robbing
each
other
We
got
'jects
and
those
that
eject,
and
those
that
die
Refuse
to
come
up
out
their
shit
so
now
they
close
they
eyes
Ask
my
nilla
servin
milla
at
that
mexican
joe
Muthafuckers
ran
up
with
AK's
straight
letting
em
go
We
tried
to
walk
straight
and
narrow
but
we
end
up
going
to
jail
For
selling
drugs,
no
wonder
my
people
out
here
smelling
blood
[Hook]
[Trae]
These
hard
times
really
be
crazy
and
I
don't
want
to
lose
it
But
the
reality
got
the
pistol
b,
and
I
feel
like
I
abused
it
Till
the
banks
peeping
through
cracks
hoping
I
see
the
light
So
every
night
I
praying
to
God,
I'm
beggin
he
make
me
right
True
'nuff,
we
gotta
be
our
own
man
dying
ain't
part
of
my
plan
I've
been
broke
all
through
my
life
so
struggling
and
new
to
me
man
I
lost
family
after
family,
sittin
lonely
in
my
zone
The
only
way
I
express
myself
is
when
I'm
doing
these
songs
I
throw
the
drugs
I
prefer
to
face?
with
my
pain
I
stay
in
my
lane
but
appeal
to
people
I'm
doing
the
same
My
brother
Deeky
in
the
pen
facing
three
with
a
L
The
only
thing
that
he
ever
see
was
penitentiary
cell
Through
all
my
niggaz
pass,
even
Big
Mello
too
To
Mafio
to
Screw
Up
Click,
we
gotta
ride
for
you
Cause
these
be
hard
times,
deep
down
I
be
scarred
times
I
want
to
cry
but
then
I
can't
'cause
it
be
bar
time
[Hook]
[Yukmouth]
We
got
evicted
so
its
crunch
time
See
me
and
my
little
sister
earning
free
brick
cheese
in
the
lunch
line
Now
I'm
running
from
one
time
under
the
sunshine
With
one
nine,
stick
to
my
hustle
stay
on
my
grind
With
the
fine
mind,
body,
and
soul
God
placed
my
feet
on
solid
ground,
all
ten
toes
Like
the
deeper
than
each
holes
in
the
benz-o,
it's
more
like
a
trap
To
see
how
far
you
could
get
without
getting
blowed
off
the
map
Get
stabbed
in
the
back,
getting
blast
with
a
gat
In
this
ghetto
and
havoc
thats
when
they
move
slabs
of
crack
My
parents
both
died,
how
to
handle
that
We
light
candles
and
cry
wish
we
had
them
back
Sometimes
I
want
to
commit
suicide
blaze
the
steel
My
father
died
from
having
HIV,
AIDS
is
real
Lord
forgive
us
'cause
we
hustle
just
to
pay
the
bills
Struggled
in
the
projects
never
stayed
in
the
hills...
hard
times
[Hook]
X2
1 Godzilla, Part 2
2 Money & Power
3 Stuntastic
4 Kidnap U
5 Somebody Gonna Die 2 Nite
6 Ya Boy
7 Thug Lordz
8 What It Do
9 Do It B.I.
10 Model Chickz
11 Hard Tymez
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