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That's Hard
(专辑: Monumental - 2011)
Di dread at di control, international, control all thru di world Nuh version we martial we nuh partial We play nuff bwoy selections without objection! Two rudeboys! Tek and Steele whattup I
love y'all Styles P! I
ain't tell you that I'm loco brother (Yeah!) I
keep the
Tek and Steele like the
Cocoa Brovaz My niggas still Smif-N-Wessun to me (MY G!) Hard headed, the
God bodies couldn't teach a
lesson to me Ahkis couldn't reach me, neither could the
church boys I
was outside with a
gun movin that work boy (I was outside!) Whattup natty head, bald head, beard men Some niggas sizzlin us we can't sear men Fried to a
frickaseed, and I
know I'm wicked So I
don't wear rosaries or thicker beads No crosses, no Bible or Qu'ran, just survival on my mind With a
gun up in my palm All spiritual nigga, I'm all lyrical Die and come back, I'm the
ghost, I'm all miracles (GHOST!) I
told them I
could stare at Medusa (I could!) They think that I'm high but I'm really tryin to stay in the
future and shoot ya! Nigga! Ghost! G-G-G-'Gon take that shit out of somebody... somebody And now the
DA wanna chase Cause the
way I
beat the
case was a
slap in the
face And now he looking like an asshole Hotter than tobasco, try'na stop our cash flow But I'm cooler than the
other side of the
pillow They wanna give me years that end with a
zero And it's a
trap try'na get rich You got raps and all types of bullshit The
connect slow, or the
money short Or they wanna play for the
shit they bought Better stop buying into rations Multiply then divide into fractions Got opportunities to go global Heard a
click and switched the
chip in the
mobile Shake the
feds off my coattails Tell the
little homie who the
thief order a
motel Now that's hard A
lot of wack niggas rapping now and I
know why One cornball pop, now the
rest wanna go try All praises due to Allah, no bow tie My whole Family stay Stoned, I'm so Sly Cry now, cry later, no laughing Cocaine hills in the
crib, so Aspen No acting, Bokeem Woodbine Blow caps back and your whole damn team die (P!) Slave master, I
sell white girl I
don't eat ham motherfucker I
might hurl Sean Price, I
got the
murder flow Rap President rule the
world, Kurtis Blow Give a
fuck about nobody, I
hold shotties Upstate New York is where I
throw bodies Sean's grimy nigga Rape you, make you "Say It Again", Ron Isley nigga Now that's hard Fuckouttahere, P! Yeah, I
remember when the
bars is hard Now rap cats play guitars, singin songs for broads (Video vixens) She follow the
stars Say she wanna be a
Barbie doll, Nicki Minaj (What's happenin now?) No viva la rod When you hear that clappin sound, won't be no applause I
don't be with bodyguards but my body is God Body everybody that's in the
squad Bottom line is my sig-na-ture You're, miniature, you're a
caricature I
don't listen to y'all, rather listen to Sean Pete told me FUCK rap and get the
missles and bombs Don't get involved with niggas' riffin in songs I
don't battle rap, I
rat-a-tat in middle of war Stripes and bars cover the
scars, denim With stone wall, chrome 4' cover the
palm, and that's hard [*echoes*] "Smif-n-Wessun got classic flows" "GHOST!" "Styles P" "G-Good ol' New York rap" "Sean Price the
best rapper" "Smif-n-Wessun got classic flows" "GHOST!" "Styles P" "G-Good ol' New York rap" "Sean Price the
best rapper" "Smif-n-Wessun got classic flows" "GHOST!" "Styles P" "G-Good ol' New York rap" "Sean Price the
best rapper" "Smif-n-Wessun got classic flows" "GHOST!" "Styles P" "G-Good ol' New York rap" "Sean Price the
best rapper"
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