Hard Livin lyrics

Hard Livin lyrics

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Hard Livin lyrics

Send "Hard Livin " Ringtone to your Cell [Merc] Yeah, yeah, uh Young Merc For all my youg niggaz (All of my young niggaz) On the block, Naa mean (On the block) Going hard (Blow hard nigga) Yo I was raised in poverty (in poverty) Yeah, life was hard Growin up `round, killaz and hust-lers I used ta, sit on the porch Watch pops smoke luports Trying when he was going to get his next bag to snort I just sit back, deep in thought like (man) Wishin I had a plan to make him a better man But I can`t, but that`s what made it worse Then I started smokin weed and hustlin work I turned to the streets, fifteen, mind on cash Highschool fliest nigga in the class Why all y`all was studyin trying to pass I was tryna, get the pass, to cut out and get ass I was always ahead of my time Neighbours in the hood said I be locked up Or dead by twenty-five But still I, Ride, wit my head high Knowin I`m a young thug and I will survive [Chorus: Merc] I can`t stop (I can`t stop) I gotta keep it movin (I gotta keep it movin) Knowin this life I`m livin (Knowin this life I`m livin) It`s either death or prison (It`s either death or prison) Hard livin (Repeat Once) [D.O. Cannon] Uh, the ghetto We prayin, Lord All of my thugs be given strength POV Shitty You ain`t gotta show me love when I`m wearin the glove And I just found out my man done chick slugs And my man rever diss touch down Means alot of niggaz on the streets ain`t really gon eat right now Man I`m so mad dog, I can`t tell you why If the Lord don`t bow down I`ll murder the damn sky I`m to hot for this shit, please calm me down I stay doing right, I stay doing wrong I stay huggin my moms I lost in eighty-nine I`m still bangin that nine I had since eighty-nine You niggaz feelin my vibe? Man it`s hard to walk, man it`s hard to talk Dog I keep quiet Cuz playas wear wires when we start to bring the riot I`m tired of this shit, take me now I`m gon be back in a minute dog don`t hate me now I heard the streets wanna smoke me Dog, I`m to lokey It`s murda [Chorus: Merc] I can`t stop (I can`t stop) I gotta keep it movin (I gotta keep it movin) Knowin this life I`m livin (Knowin this life I`m livin) It`s either death or prison (It`s either death or prison) Hard livin (Repeat Once) [Black Child] Word to god, Yeah I was only twelve when I first went to jail Locked up and sparked it, fucked up and heartless My moms had a habit, heron and acid A bad lil` basterd always needed my ass kicked A five member family living in one room Cookin on hot plates, eatin on plastic spoons I don`t esagerate, or imaginate I had to go to jail to graduate Growin up in Foster homes, You Fosters own I had to get up, get out and get my own Niggaz was throwin bricks I`m tossin stones Then I floss the chrome, the boss is home But the block is gone, the cops is wrong Yellow got paralyzed, Little Jemel died Put me in hell and I still rise Put me in the chair I`ll fry Do my whole twenty-five [Chorus: Merc] I can`t stop (I can`t stop) I gotta keep it movin (I gotta keep it movin) Knowin this life I`m livin (Knowin this life I`m livin) It`s either death or prison (It`s either death or prison) Hard livin (Repeat Once) Send " Hard Livin " Ringtone to your Cell Hard Livin lyrics @ Burbler Lyrics | Hard Livin lyrics @ ELyrics | Hard Livin lyrics @ Kovideo | Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | Hard Livin lyrics @ Songlyrics | Hard Livin lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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