Z-Ro - Hard Times (feat. Trae) Lyrics
[Chorus: Z-Ro]Hard Times, look over your peoples 'cause everybody dyin'Osama Bin Loden 'em droppin' bombs man.In a situation like this, how can we stay calm man? Calm man?My nigga this is Hard Times, like it's so much gun smoke & see the stars shine.We livin' on dreams but is they comin' true? What I'm gonna doMake a million & pull a stunt or 2, a stunt or 2.[Trae:]Step into the world of a mob nigga, live in so much painThe rain steady pumpin' me up, locked down on Hard TimesBut I'm knowin' that I gotta make it runnin' on my deadlineGivin' out flat lines 'cause if you think that I'm feelin'*****in' up by mine man, I gotta maintainIt's like everything that I had, it won't ever be the sameI feel my sickin' home is the cemetery'Cause that's where all of my people restI can't take the stress, I'm finna send it through somebody chestThat's why I walk around pissed off, strapped with a vestI done been through alot, ready to release the glockVicinities South, a brother on my Dickie, I be ready to rideAnd I'm sick of this shit, I ain't finna be hidin' out, latelyStreet life's got a nigga lost. Will I wind up in a coffin?I don't know, I'm about to blow, I don't wanna take no moreBut when I bust in a rush, you better hit the flowReality is a mutha*****er, that's what they was tellin' a niggaThat's just the truth, I lost my nigga Screw And Relay too & Andrew. Now what about Danny Boo?That's *****ed up, growin' up in a childhood all alone with nobody to loveNo mama no daddy, Z-Ro I see why these niggas can't relate to us'Cause we them thugs of another kindMakin' these niggas feel us 2 rhymes'Cause if they lived the life that we liveThey'd probably be broke down, cryin' & dyin'.[Chorus: Z-Ro]Hard Times, look over your peoples 'cause everybody dyin'Osama Bin Loden 'em droppin' bombs man.In a situation like this, how can we stay calm man? Calm man?My nigga this is Hard Times, like it's so much gun smoke & see the stars shine.We livin' on dreams but is they comin' true? What I'm gonna doMake a million & pull a stunt or 2, a stunt or 2.[Z-Ro:]Livin' in the ghetto, everyday it's a mutha*****in' testAnd I just can't rest, gotta keep a vest around my chestSeem like everybody wanna start a little plexNigga but not me though, I'm tryin' to focus on bigger & brighter thingsSteady tryin' to come out the stormFrom hurricanes to Heaven & lighter rainRunnin' away from the policeNigga ***** peace, it's all about warNothin' but a AK & a HK & a Tommy GunSittin' in the back of the car, I just can't copeEverybody is a suspect, even if you don't bust I'm a bust backWe down to ride & all you little *****es & niggas get off my nut sackBeen 18 lonely years since I buried my T DogsWhen I be shootin' the breezeBut I'm still conversatin' like she ain't goneYou can take a look at this light of mineNever did glimmer, never did shine'Cause I resort to a life of crimeAnd I know I'm wrong, but I gotta get mineFools don't understand me, a nigga be nervous 24/7Puffin' on sticky, eyes redder than period candyLook at my pockets, I might as well stop itBecause them hoes on flat, look in the freezerAnd a sive ain't nothin' but a stomach, these are Hard Times.[Chorus: Z-Ro]Hard Times, look over your peoples 'cause everybody dyin'Osama Bin Loden 'em droppin' bombs man.In a situation like this, how can we stay calm man? Calm man?My nigga this is Hard Times, like it's so much gun smoke & see the stars shine.We livin' on dreams but is they comin' true? What I'm gonna doMake a million & pull a stunt or 2, a stunt or 2.[Trae:]Ro pass me the AKOne of these niggas finna pay for everything that I'm feelin' ain't no more healin'To the head with led is the only thing I'm a be drillin'My nigga this is Hard Times & the way that it lookI don't think that it's gonna get betterThe only thing that's here is to suck it up inside I know that's why we not givin' a *****Ready to bust on anything this life feelin' like we on our last breathI'm quiet as kept, my nigga don't startOr else somebody gon' see they deathOr hate us like that, but this side of Trae it be like that all the timeThe only thing that I know more than pain is pain & me never dyin'.[Z-Ro:]Poverty stricken & headed to prisonHopin' & runnin' for life, you lookin' for codeineOr amphetamines, I got 'em at the cheapest priceLivin' by the rules of the street life, finna get niggasBetter beat the street light home, after dark I par-parkEverybody be trippin' attemptin' to get richDig a bigger ditch ***** bleed, I'm a mutha*****in' manTryin' to do all that I can, I always held my groundAnd I never ran, got shot for takin' a standI need a plexin' because I'm stressin' losin' my mindSmokin' wesson, my head I'm pressin' Hard Times.[Chorus: Z-Ro] [x2]Hard Times, look over your peoples 'cause everybody dyin'Osama Bin Loden 'em droppin' bombs man.In a situation like this, how can we stay calm man? Calm man?My nigga this is Hard Times, like it's so much gun smoke & see the stars shine.We livin' on dreams but is they comin' true? What I'm gonna doMake a million & pull a stunt or 2, a stunt or 2.
