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88 lines
3.1 KiB
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I remember times I hustle, times I struggle
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Times I had to get over the everyday shuffle
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People tryin' to muffle my thoughts and all my dreams too
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People who I thought were down, and see true
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But I blame me too 'cos it's a Chronicle
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My life, I realise I'm responsible for obstacles
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In front of me, my own self to blame
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But I worked hard to receive the wealth and fame
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It's a worthless game, but if you're willing to play
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There's sharks in the water who are, willing to pay
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The price of your soul, but if you give it away
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You silly motherfuckers are all commited to stay
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It's a cold world, but you still want a part of it
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So then you'd better fuck around and learn the art of it
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Don't walk through life with your blinders on
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'Cos you'll keep goin' crazy 'til your mind is gone
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It Ain't Easy,
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but you got people tryin', to put you down, believe me
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I keep gainin' ground, It Ain't Easy
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How many times, must you decieve me?
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It Ain't Easy,
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but you got people tryin', to put you down, believe me
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I keep gainin' ground, It Ain't Easy
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How many times, must you decieve me?
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I been around for many days, of musical mainstays
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Cypress, is Worldwide and we like it that way
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You can't fade-ER, or compare TO
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The Original Pyscho-Baiter
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Got the next rhyme and we'll check you all later
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Can't nobody fuck with them Cypress Hill Raiders
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Heard it all before and I don't need no more
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Advice on the game and how to kick hardcore
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Played the game out here with the best
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Toured around the world and got big respect
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Now, what's (?) all with this year 2000's?
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We puttin the Smackdown and we ain't clownin'
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Not many have lasted
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Since we first blasted
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Up on the scene, singin' about the dream
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Recruitin' for our team, niggas know what I mean
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?Damn?, you defy, when you live or die
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It Ain't Easy,
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but you got people tryin', to put you down, believe me
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I keep gainin' ground, It Ain't Easy
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How many times, must you decieve me?
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It Ain't Easy,
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but you got people tryin', to put you down, believe me
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I keep gainin' ground, It Ain't Easy
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How many times, must you decieve me?
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Times I hated, times I waited
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Times I went by where I was drunk and faded
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They said I wouldn't make it, but where are those people now?
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Still hatin', creatin' all the evil now
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Your insecurties are showin', exposin' you
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You're trippin' on me and showin' emotions too
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Don't you spend your life full of envy, it's deadly
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Heed me, as I spit the venom believe me
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I keep my guard up, and always let you see my rage
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I get pissed, like a pitbull in a cage (barking)
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Not that many can deal with the fury
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Attack and ransack and kill in a hurry
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I kill and observe and go in an instant
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I bring the pain like the ?Rampark? Prison
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I kept it right for the brother to the ?Chullo?
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Something I bump when your gates in the (?)
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It Ain't Easy,
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but you got people tryin', to put you down, believe me
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I keep gainin' ground, It Ain't Easy
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How many times, must you decieve me?
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It Ain't Easy,
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but you got people tryin', to put you down, believe me
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I keep gainin' ground, It Ain't Easy
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It Ain't Easy, yo, It Ain't Easy
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___________________
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Name It Ain't Easy
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Artist Cypress Hill
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Album Stoned Raiders
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