Hard Times

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

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

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

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'

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

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

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