HARD KNOCK LIFE (THE GHETTO ANTHEM)

アーティストJay-Z
作詞S.Carter, M.Charnin, M.James, C.Strouse
作曲S.Carter, M.Charnin, M.James, C.Strouse
From standin' on the corners buckin'
To drivin' some of the hottest cars New York has ever seen
For droppin' some of the hottest verses rap has ever heard
From the dope spot with the smoke block thinkin' the murder scene
You know me well from nightmares of a lonely cell, my only hell
But since when y'all niggas loan me the bail
Fuck not, where all my niggas with the rubber grips or shots
And if ya with me mama, I rub on your this and what not
I'm from the school of the Hard Knocks, we must not
Maybe outsiders is why you layed out blocks in my plot
Just think of the world split in 50-50, uh-huh
Just take the dough and stay real jiggy, uh-huh
And set the Chris and get pissy pissy
Flow infinitely like the memory of my nigga BIGGIE, baby
You know it's hell when I come through
To life and times of Shawn Carter they gon' buy him too
Y'all niggas niggas get ready

I flow for those drawed out
All my niggas locked down in 10 by 4 with children in the house
We live in hard knocks, we don't take over, we ball blocks
Burn them down and you can have it back, daddy, I rather that
I flow for chicks wishin, they ain't have to strip to pay tuition
I see you vision, mama
I put my money on the long shots
All my goal is that's born to clock
No mama be on trial whether I perform or not
I went from luke warm to hot
Sleepin' on futons and cuts the king size
Green machines to green files to sing pies
Let the thing between my eyes and the nose life ills
Then I put it down tight grill
I'm tight grill with the phony rappers, y'all
I might feel for homies
I'm like, still y'all don't know me, shit
I'm tight grill when my situation ain't improvin'
I'm tryin' to murder everything movin', feel me

I don't know how to sleep, I gotta eat, stay on my toes
Gotta a lot of beef so logically I prey on my foes
Hustler still inside of me
With this false progress you'll be hard pressed
To find another rapper hot as me
I'll give you prophecy on my verse joint, y'all laid out
Didn't really appreciate it, til the second one came out
So I stretched the game out, exed your name out
Put Jigger on top, and drop albums non-stop for ya, nigga

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