Esham - Hard Times (feat. ICP) Lyrics
For the suckas that hate meKeep my gun up off safety, while you actin all shadyBaby, thats where the snakes beThree-one-three, D-E-T, 7 M-I-L-EOozi still in my pelliIts Esham, not AlizamButter man, ***** swearing hard out the gutta laneRun tell your mother man, the mutha*****ing cutter manIts just another motha*****ing brother strugglin"UH" one time for Biggie"UH UH UH" three times for Pac, and it dont stopWhen i set up shop, I bought my glock fresh up out the boxUp out the plastic, situations drasticDon't ***** around and get stretched like elasticOnce the glock Austria seventeen blastedI put the bastard in his casketNow they wrapping another up in plastic.Tryin to get mine, steady with the nine, steady on the grind, hard timesand i'm tryin to get mineTryin to get mine, steady with the nine, steady on the grind, hard timesand i'm steady with the nineTryin to get mine, steady with the nine, steady on the grind, hard timesand i'm steady on the grindTryin to get mine, steady with the nine, steady on the grind, hard timeshard times[Violent J]Hard timesI found a dead body on the way to schoolI told nobody 'bout it, man I thought it was coolI went and visited it, and talked with it, made it my friendUntil it smelled so *****in bad I couldnt handle it manMy daddy was a hard worker, always hussling changeBecause he drank so much, I think he drowned his brainThe only time we ever spoke was when he was beating my assHe slapped my momma up, and grabbed her purse and dipped in for cashIt dont stop, tick tock until the break of dawnA crooked-ass pig-cop i'm quick to break your armI climbed up into a tree at
