#nogozone

(album: Psyops - 2021)

Hard times is spreading just like the flu
Watch out, don't let it get you, they wanna wet you I bet you
Stretch you out on a stretcher, break you down from the pressure
I still got twenty-five lighters on my dresser, yessir
Let the bodies hit the flo', I gotta even the sco'
When they ask about your murder my name come up in the convo
Hard rhymes, hard lines, came up off hard times
Heavy mental rocking instrumental still blowing minds

I gotta cook it 'fore you cop it, gotta plug it in the socket
Got a key to this game, I could open it or lock it
Always did it for the love, never did it for the profit
But these scavengers and jackals always pulling at my pockets
Hard times, got 'em tripping, dipping sipping on the lean
I was serving all the fiends, screaming "God save the queen"
Infrared beams, cameras watching got me on the screen
You'll do anything for that dopamine, puppet on a string
Living in a nightmare chasing after dreams
Snitches plot and scheme over cream, singing on they whole team
Hard times got 'em blind, got 'em going out they mind
Got 'em jumping out the frying pan into fire, frying
Hard times got em dying, going back to Columbine
Hard times got 'em spraying bullets over dollar signs
Hard times keep 'em broke, keep 'em strung out on dope
Hard times what you feeling if you almost outta hope

Hard times, it's hard times in this motherfucker
Hard times, it's hard times in this motherfucker
Hard times, it's hard times in this motherfucker
Hard times, it's hard times in this motherfucker