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Throw the Jacksons in a box and only count the hundreds
It's a hard knock life when trying to get that Jayz Money
But this Hard off white Shit that's tax

u talkin bout
I still got the same destination to the top it’s just a different route
Told my niggas thug it n let’s stick it out
Stay cool
And if u

on the path to death
For living ain't life when a day is a night
And love ain't but a fantasy
It's a hard knock time with a noose tied tightly around your

public walkin' by myself
Ain't nobody killin' me
I'm beatin' you in life in
What I'm streamin' digitally

Shut up! I think we all had enough
Everybody

of the Raiders and the dubs 
D'Boy and my thugs on the corner getting hub

We don't bang bitch we grind day and night to get this money right
Fighting over knocks

It's not too damn easy to live by your own man
Try to cash in the dead town people here are dumb man
Rich dude car bonk then girls gonna bonk back
I

lyrics today wouldn’t even know thug life
But that night, 11:10pm, Las Vegas Nevada
September 13th, 1996, unfair, you didn’t have armour
If that red light

On 
such nights, have some of your favored   same just trace them and next reshoot.

Tonight, the thunder knocks on your heart. Run hard.
And You never know

Everybody's hard as hell 'til somebody gets hurt 
This is a true story of when a gangsta dies 

Everybody's your friend when you're making a bundles

Brotherly Love

Murs

The End of the Beginning

2003

misdemeanors
I was proud of you then
Please believe I still am
Don't let the world get you down, throw you off your program
Life is hard, even harder on a young

Expensive taste, big appetite
If you hate me, bitch, get your life
Them hunnids stacked high got me hyped
No lie, I get anything I like

Outfit by Dior,

Street Life

Hostyle

One Eyed Maniac

2004

laying on my cuff
Call my bluff   
The streets don't stop; it's like a marry-go-round
The beats don't stop; multiply various rounds
Of hard knock, bar

would be tough but how could I imagine it so hard
Only 5 months I pray that she slims down
Before this all happened, I liked having her around
She told me

gotta light you
Knock knock
That’s the grip in my jeans 
I tell it calm down it always making scenes
I tell it to chill it always knockin knees
Look like

gotta light you
Knock knock
That’s the grip in my jeans 
I tell it calm down it always making scenes
I tell it to chill it always knockin knees
Look like

I know one painful life where all goes wrong till you die
But you see light after storms go by, cause the wind's on your side
And your hair feels no

And it's me and my bitch fell in love with a thug 
Overseas think I'm finna raise my daughter in Belize 
Can't believe I fucked off all these racks on purple

where it's getting hard for me
Too let
My gasoline on the side of the road
With my big Chevy
A Chevy that is my life
And all the roads it swallowed since

knock me down, I'll just get up again

Now these things I say sound hard for you
Well, that's just because you've got no point of view
Some people talk

say you never heard the Sound
I'm about to break em off somethin right now
Open up your mind and let me in
Knock-knock, who speaks in the voice

Kung Fu

YBN Cordae

YBN: The Mixtape

2018

all sane
Couple racks in my skinny jeans (ayy)
Hit it up, one time
Niggas gonna get it 'til the sun rise (ayy)
School of hard knocks, I'm alumni

You asked me to help you?
How can I when you've kidnapped and stolen?
For all I know, even murdered
(By nightfall, we will have left your Earth)

know
Niggas who play dice in Skhanda world
They know I don't play nice I'm dangerous with punchlines
I'll knock you out KO I'm living my life on low key

to shop and me spending that hard
Oh my God is that a black card?
I turned around and replied why yes,
But I prefer the term African-American Express