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Hardknock

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Page type: lyric reference Artist: Joey Bada$$ Canonical path: /joey-bada/hardknock Related lyric paths: 6
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Hardknock

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Just got word from my mans on the island

He said he needed guidance

Niggas on the streets is wildin'

He look to God but can't find him

So he demand silence from the glarin' signs

The sympathy zippity

Only thing plain is the mad violence

No lyin' niggas just won't let go the iron

They wanna burn ya molecules until you let go ions

Sleep beef like they let go lions

So don't eye em' they get the wrong message

Wrong message put you on that long stretcher

Too much pressure God bless ya when the semi wet'cha

They told me boy dress up I'm givin' too many lectures

And I'm puttin' in too many effort in my nouns and verbs

Like they gon' catch up fuck what you must heard

But I done puffed enough herb

To be listenin' to young birds and dumb nerds

I got enough shit on my mind

So I don't need to be stressin' and shine, define

One day I'm tryna have a wife and kids

So I just can't live my life like this

And I ain't tryna learn what lifeless is

So I just can't live my life like this

I want the golden chains and diamond rings

But I just can't live my life like this

And sometimes I just wanna light this spliff

But I just can't live my life like this

Just got a collect call from up top

My cousin called me and what not

The motto never changed it's still fuck cops

We went from havin' lunch in our lunchbox

Our lungs is hot whenever we puff pot

We touch blocks and end up havin a gut shot

But fuck that, ain't tryna live that life no more

My mind corrupted but my heart is still pure

Gotta be brave can't be afraid

Braids and waves never matter when you catch the fade

Trapped in a maze and your fade is your only escape

Fuck a priest's opinion

Knock the hinges off of Heaven's gates

Tryna share my cells with' my mate

Not share a cell with' mates

Wreckin' shit with' my wrecklessness

The L get lit that's when I start second guessin' shit

Thinkin' 'bout Tot and then I reminisce

What you thought you niggas could've fuck me over

Never nigga guess again

I'm street so cross me like pedestrians

And that's gon be your end of it

Straight revokin' your membership

One day I'm tryna have a wife and kid

So I just can't live my life like this

And I ain't tryna know what lifeless is

So I just can't live my life like this

I want the golden chains and diamond rings

But I just can't live my life like this

And sometimes I just wanna light this spliff

But I just can't live my life like this

Niggas wanna know what I'm about

I'm bout blowin' loud on the block sporty

GLOCK 40 in a politician mouth

I take the competition out

Commission with' my composition

Who the kid spittin' behind the bars

Like a con position

Gotta give 'em time to listen

They'll soon bump to it they'll like me

I kick it like Nike they'll adjust to it

But if you hate I know you must do it

I ain't mad at you I keep my attitude on school

Learn ya bucks to do it

I'm out for presidents to represent me

Yo chick keep messaging me

Who the bestest MC?

They be mentioning me

Too hot, I be molestin' the beat

Fuck math, teachers shoul teach

If it keep Smith & Wesson's off the street

So first class be a lesson from me

Fuck what you teach if it's a riggies

I fly it over liggies

All time highs where Jesus can't reach us

Step to me and get the recipe to make you rest in peace

This is for my niggas, killers

Hundred dollar billers

On the block in the rock spot

GLOCK cocked watchin' out for cops

All about they cheddar

Youngins know nothin' that's better

Like fuck a prison letter

Those Beretta's led us to the lettuce

Real as fetishes menaces

Want the senator's percentages

If you ain't prejudice you still a nemisis

Smokin' on the Clematis

Get open like a present is

Now yo presence is on the premisces for them presidents

My city be the genesis for where they think the terror is

They linkin terrorists from the Stuy

Then linkin terraces

They on that wrecker shit

They leave you left for the dead

Kids don't play they'll erase your head in a race for the bread

Children on the corners slingin' some reds

Poppin' some meds

Shits be so deep in cover they be chasin' the feds

I be back stage grippin' haze breakin' my leg

My folks was makin' the best

When they was naked in bed, muthafucka

One day I'm tryna have a wife and kids

So I just can't live my life like this

And I ain't tryna learn what lifeless is

So I just can't live my life like this

I want the golden chains and diamond rings

But I just can't live my life like this

And sometimes I just wanna light this spliff

But I just can't live my life like this

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