It Ain`t Easy |
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It Ain`t Easy Lyrics |
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 I take a shot of Henessey now I`m strong enough to face the madness nickel bags full of sess weed laced with hash phone calls from my niggas on the other side two childhood friends just died I couldn`t cry A damn shame, when will we ever change And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brain Arguements with my foolish troop I spend more time with my niggas then I do with you But everywhere it`s the same thang that`s the game, I`ll be damned if a thang changed Fuck the fame I`ll be hustling to make a million lord knows, ain`t no love for us ghetto children so we cold, rag top slowin` down time to stop for gas peep my horn for a hoochie with a proper ass Uhh, It ain`t easy, that`s my motto drinkin` tangeray straight out da bottle everybody wanna know if I`m insane my baby mama gotta mind full of silly games all the drama got me stressen like I`m hopeless I can`t cope me and my homies smokin` roaches cuz we broke late night hangin` out till the sunrise getten high watchin` the cops roll by Uhh, It ain`t easy Chorus (3X) It ain`t easy being me Will I see the penitentary or will I stay free Uhh.. I can`t sleep niggas plottin` on to kill me While I`m dreaming wake up screaming cuz I can hear them suckas scheming Probably paranoid, Problem is I`m supposed to be fantasing A brother bite the bullet Open I`m fire And I thought "I wonder why this the way it is" Even now looking of for these Killa kids Bill Clinton can you recognize a nigga representin` doin` 20 to life in San Quintan Gettin calls from my nigga Mike Tyson Ain`t nuttin` nice Yo Pac, "Do something rightegous with your life Even thou you innoccent You still a nigga So they figure rather have behind bars then triggas But I`m hold ya down And holla Thug Life" lickin` shots till I see My niggas free On my block No, it ain`t easy Till I see my niggas free On the block Chorus (3X) It ain`t easy being me Will I see the penitentary or will I stay free Uhh.... Lately, I`ve been reminiscin` about pepermint snaps `n Junior High hit the block Keepin` eyes on the cops While D-boyz slang rocks Its the project ked without a conscience I`m having dreams of hearing screams at my concerts meetin` all my childhood peers through the years tryin` to stack a little green I was only seventeen when I started servin` fiends and I wish there was another way to stack a dollar and my appollar cuz these hard times make me wanna hollar will I live to see tommorrow ? am I fallin` off ? I hit the weed And proceed to say, fuck all of y`all ain`t nobody down with me I`m thuggin` I can`t go home cuz mutha-fuckas think i`m buggin` So now I`m in this high powered cell at the county jail Punk Judge Got a grudge Can`t post no bail what, do I do and these county blues gettin` battered and bruised by the you know who and these fakes get the shakin` when they face me, snakes ain`t got enough nuts to replace me sittin` in this livin` hell listenin` to niggas yell tryin` to torture to tell I`m gettin` ill But ain`t nobody sayin` much The same old nuts Is makin` bucks While these sluts is gettin` fucked they violated my pobation and it seems I`ll be going on a long vacation Meanwhile... It ain`t easy No it ain`t easy Chorus (3X) It ain`t easy being me Will I see the penitentary or will I stay free Uhh |
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