Lyrics:
on power moves, you live be coward rules
Singing the blues while I pack shit that'll knock you out your shoes
'Cause I'm a fool playing the game
Kush smoke from a bowl, tunes playin’ on the phone
Sittin’ on my porcelain throne, tryin’ to get in my zone
Hard knock life is all I know, so I gotta
a better price than your little plug
You could lose your life, catch a fucking slug, plotting on a balling-ass thug
I stay with the pyro on me cause ain't
Been thru so much pain have you ever seen a thug cry
Rip to PAC imma carry on this thug life
Man these niggas in trouble
I can still feel the struggle
Hypnotic
Shawty so exotic, hard for me to knock it Shawty poppin', she better stop it
Shawty know she got it, go on Twitter, she be the trending topic
Feel
Life's a bitch and then you die
Got rhymes 365 days annual plus some
I'm working a nine to five just to survive
Barely staying alive
Hard to stay focused
For them pussies who be hating cuz we screatching
Drive by shots went off that dude leaking
That shits whack people over there was shrieking
Yea my
Since 2020 I been on a mission (Ye)
Ever since I been going hard
Life ain't easy but I try to hold it down
One year gone, think I figured out my
this is hard
Caught him off guard
Knock him on turd
You ain't no that thug
You're not gonna stood
[Verse:Norgoth]
Now add me to the trauma list,
Your
fucker retard
u know this is hard
caught him off guard
knock him on turd
you ain't no that thug
you not gonna stood
[Verse:Norgoth]
Now add me
a lot of niggas went pop drop
so i thank you for my life and all that i got
i want to praise you and drop off a message to Pac
i was sitten here
and night crime scene, livin in the time machine
Blaze a lime green, six on the spleen over some green
Surrounded by crooks, a life wit jux and bloody heist
Ain't like it is in New York?
Why they forcing you to be hard?
Why ain't you a thug by choice?
Why the whole world love my voice?
Why? Try to tell 'em
Ain't like it is in New York?
Why they forcing you to be hard?
Why ain't you a thug by choice?
Why the whole world love my voice?
Why? Try to tell 'em
You wonder why
I hang with these thugs.
Whut?
I'm from the hood,
Nigga.
I gives a fuck. (I gives a fuck.)
It's in my blood.
Since I was little
Yea Yea
Hood Editorial baby
Thats right baby
Round table committee
Hellz Kitchen
Hard Knock Cook' em up
Arms n Hammers type shit
You
things been hard and that a lots beens going on but I'm still waiting on ya call
Knock knock let me in
Know I'm right by ya side and that I'm always down
gangsta, I'm overgrown it's understood
Slim thug the boss, see the pimp, and I'm bun the og to run the hood
We got the good, and the flower, hard or soft
why they test
Try to knock you to the ground
You pick yourself up
That's when they knock ya back down
The university of life blud
That's where I
my life but I can't die
Money on my head that you can't buy
You are not the plug you a damn lie
Acting like a thug but you can't lie
I'm in first class
on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
A lotta stamps and brands, we like a barcode
I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media
on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
A lotta stamps and brands, we like a barcode
I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media
on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
A lotta stamps and brands, we like a barcode
I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media
call me Slim Shady like Eminem
My lil' youngin' ready to spray some from the Nolia, like he Soulja Slim
Heard your partner dem got stabbed, I ain't need
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