Lyrics:
school diploma but baby I'm a street soulja
School of the hard knocks every class I leap over
Smith and Wesson .500, long nose, mazel tov
Shoot a man
and people applaud
Like Jay-Z said, man, "it's just my thoughts"
And you're preaching to the wrong choir
Fuck your gods fuck your gods
Fuck your couch, dogs,
my truths through my "Hard Knock Life" time my gift and a curse
I gave you volume after volume of my work so you can feel my truths
I built
my truths through my "Hard Knock Life" time my gift and a curse
I gave you volume after volume of my work so you can feel my truths
I built
Sprewell, I'll choke the coach
Street niggas like me either rich or broke
Gotta hustle hard that's all I know
Hoop life bitch that's all I know
Sports
the plan, I feel like Jay-Z
Can't do nothing free, if you need me nigga, pay me
Say they want the old me, but nigga
That's the same me; nigga, they gon' hate
his rules
Clearly the game sorta lack sharp tools
I don’t gotta point a gun send shots through
Shoutout to big pun bx the school
Hard knocks
Blocks
investing
Money came thru like Stephen
Hard knock life no resting
Now I’m coming up hard
Like my dick every hour
I might need a hour
To take me
I dedicated my life to be on top
Im reaching my goals one by one I did a lot of mistakes but always got up
I extended the family, MC slide in
(Jay-Z)
Oohh, live your life 'cause life is love
Always thank the man above (thank you, uh)
The more you the more you get (that's real talk)
Yeah, yeah
is the limit
School of hard knocks she got perfect attendance
A woman with vision and about her business
With God as her witness her grind is
to eat, no place to sleep
I mean shii that's that shit that made me
Don't trust niggas Reasonable Doubt I feel like Jay-Z
Let so many people in my heart
at a screen, put together resumes
In my life, things are outdated, I need to renovate
But shoutout to my fans, y'all give me life, just by pressing play
I'm
Tolerate drama, queen, that is a no-no
Suitin' and booted, I'm playin' fuckin' Halo
You niggas so dumb, bitch, I'm tellin' my Beyonce
Love Jay-Z, but shit
the light
Oh
I used to wanna rap like Jay-Z
Now I feel like I'm runnin' laps around Jay-Z
Nas ain't seen nothing this nasty
B.I.G. & Pac got it coming
replace 'em with another one
You had to see she keep calling me Big (and another one)
And my name is Jay-Z
She was all on my dick
Gradually I'm taking
tracks
But it don't fit in the mood
And we get the sack
Attacked
By Jealous-Z, the self-made man has too big luck
He's considering us as dog's muck
But all
DJ Clue
(Jay-Z)
New Shit
(Uh, huh, check it out now)
Road Dawgs
Amil, Eve, Da Brat
(Amillion, E-V-E)
Jay-Z
First Lady, check it out, uh yo
Don't
for the Wu-Tang Clan understand
I got a soul of mischief, what you know about Hiero
Jay-Z and Jaz-O, the flows'll make em bedazzled, oh shit, hold up
eye lazy, god like Jay-Z
Yeah they doubt me they aint bout me Im a beast
Got guns like middle east chop you up piece by piece
Leave you broken like
looking up to jay z
I need a different scenery
My Pockets like the lottery
And I keep making different projects I should invest in pottery
Don't be
to make it better
But a nigga ain't God and I can't control the weather
Whatever it may be rain sleet or snow
Whether a nigga gotta rob a spit bars at Jay Z
cuz you know I neva run
Gotta problem wit the kid bet my fists can be the sum
I can do this by myself I told my brodas not to come
I put fear in you
it's blue hot
Punch Kanye in the face, knock dude's ugly shoes off
Hang wit Jay-Z: to pay me, when the news drop
The car got (The car got)
Fo fifty
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