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Hard, Ain't It Hard

Woody Guthrie

Sing Out

1996

And he tells them a little tale he won't tell me

And it's hard and it's hard, ain't it hard
To love one that never did love you?
And it's hard

you out my head
But my love is still not dead

How can I leave you in the past?
Looking back it all went by so fast
Used to be happy we had a blast
I

the records
YP, let’s gun it, ooh
It’s ya boi Big L
Yung Prius he be swell
My mu’s kinetic, not static
Because I flow so well
You can tell by the shine of my

on his knee
And he tells them a little
Tale he won't tell me now let me tell you
Don't you know that it's
Hard, ain't it hard

Ain't it hard, ain't it hard

magnificient)
(Jazzy Jeff)

( *JJ brings James Brown's 'Funky Drummer' into the mix)

(Ain't it funky)

in a knot behind my head and attach them to my nutsack
By the way, tell your mans to come get his gun back
I could be name dropping and make all y'all

Rome
Feeling like they won't get me and never will cause the
Way that I see it
Most of you rappers ain't real
Like how you thuggin but get jammed by

Uh
I'm just trying to make it
I'm tryna be the one God says he created
I'm tryna get stripes and earn rights to eventually sit at His table
I wanna

So Bad

Analog Brothers

Pimp to Eat

2000

with diamonds... limo service
Big Continental Lincoln bringin' me to LAX
Fans by the millions, catrillions
Tickets sold about two million
At the Great

Showing off my rap game like it was show and tell
Spitting more bars than incarcerated men in jail
Throwing out fire like a molotov cocktail

purple punch like
Where my face went
When I'm say I'm hungry promise
It's a beat I'm craving.
I be tryna to tell my ma
I can't be slaving
She ain't

block
On my block I write and jot
Seen a lot, it's really hard to find my thoughts
Times is raw it's either live poor or die by cops
Writer's block
On my

get no play
She wanna hold my blick I had to tell that little bitch no way
Nickname my shooter Zayn he shoot it one direction
And that Choppa it be

Homie, you ain't hitting on nothin'
Drop that top when I hit that butt
Pimp so hard it's a full time job
Swear, 12 stacks in my glove box
Bitch niggas,

(That's what I'm talking 'bout)
Oh (oh), what you gonna tell her after she discovers (yeah, yeah, let's go)
You don't really love her?
Oh (oh), it's

(That's what I'm talking 'bout)
Oh (oh), what you gonna tell her after she discovers (yeah, yeah, let's go)
You don't really love her?
Oh (oh), it's

love when it gets ??beat silhouette??
Till I see another one better
Age of twelve a rapper just for fun
My desire inspired by run d(run run d d)
But now

(Coolie High got you wide)
You need to come inside and check Lo
Relax yourself and let the sugar love flow

Yo, Jah, it's raining Alizé
I'm floating

Coolie High

Camp Lo

The Great White Hype

1996

(Coolie High got you wide)
You need to come inside and check Lo
Relax yourself and let the sugar love flow

Yo, Jah, it's raining Alizé
I'm floating

have to beat her, rap shit get on LA Leakers
MJ, I might have to beat it, DJ cut the beat like Conceited
Cut it like OT Genesis, get a bucket like JJ

always boo it, that ain't what you call friendship
I do not need whips, I just need tips
How to make these people understand me 'cause it's so hard
My

Happiness x Tell Me

Tory Lanez

Memories Don't Die

2018

too
Hard times, had to grind too
I find happiness when I find you
I find happiness when I find
Hard times, I

Can you stay? Will you tell me 'bout

what makes it different
I just kept it real and they fucked with it
See the work, see the growth spurt
I studied game like JJ
My name never got called

it's so hard here
More money bring more tears
Don't come here ghost live here
Same s*** just a different diaper
If she bad I might wife her
Deep in her