Hard Time Hustlin` *

* first single (send corrections to the typist)<br><br>(Krayzie - repeat 4X)<br>We hard time, hard time hustlin, hustlin<br><br>(Chorus: Sade)<br>Mama been laid off<br>She ain`t workin no mo`<br>Papa been laid off<br>He say things done got slow<br>My brother`s been laid off<br>He been locked down for more than two years now<br><br>(Verse 1: Krayzie)<br>My world is crumblin, time is hard they were before, but oh my god!<br>Mama mad at pops cause he ain`t workin<br>But today she lost her job<br>Now what in the fuck is we suppose to do?<br>We on our last loaf of bread<br>Got cereal, but no milk, Kool-Aid, no sugar, what the hell?<br>And here come Mr. Billcollector beatin down our door for dough<br>Mama say when they come knockin<br>y`all don`t say nothin (shhh) get on the floor<br>Kind of hard to see att night in a house when it ain`t got no lights and shit<br>No gas or water, had to borrow H20 from my relative<br>Man, it feels like I ain`t even here<br>I`m ready to get up and get all my own, but I got three more fuckin years<br>Nigga 15, with a big dream to make it on out this ghetto<br>But the devil won`t settle, fuckin up my levels he won`t let go<br>I`m livin to die it seems I just can`t win<br>Now I`m high, but I`m stopin to realize I drunk this whole fifth of Gin<br>(Nigga damn!) I`m 17 and drinkin like I`m grown up<br>I got some problems, plus I need some money<br>And it`s really all because...<br><br>(Chorus)<br><br>(Verse 2: Krayzie)<br>Juvenile nigga done strugglin, hustlin, strugglin like I want it<br>Then fuck school, right now I`m hungry, and I can`t eat that damn diploma<br>But on this corner I can eat everyday, all I gotta do is slang this yay<br>Nigga, If business keep going this way me and my family is fin to be straight<br>I`m glad I took that fifty dollars that grandma gave me<br>Bought me a double up, now it`s all about comin up<br>I`ma pay ya back next week<br>Repeat, took my ass straight to the block with hand full of rocks, y`all<br>And it`s my first time I`m lowin, watchin for cop cars<br>By the end of the night a nigga sold all the rocks<br>I`m trippin out lookin` at all the dough I got<br>I shoulda been came a sold the block and locked it<br>Made me some profits, so nigga tonight my people gonna be eatin on lobster<br>Hate to say it, but I think these streets done really created a monster<br>Cause now that I see how quick I can come about breakin the law<br>Why in the hell is you steady tellin me to go and get a job?<br>Fuck that, nigga this my thing right now I know<br>I`m walkin home happy, smilin, and I ain`t even thinkin about...<br><br>(Chorus: repeat 2x)<br><br>(Verse 3: Krayzie)<br>Business was boomin so a nigga assuming I could do some improving<br>Like new jewels, clothes, shoes, Cadillac Coupe, I`m out here doin it<br>Got me a cold ass broad, and that`s something I never had<br>But I`m never mad cause I done snagged one bad one with my young ass<br>Once I turned 18 it was on<br>But my brother started writing home, tellin me to leave this shit alone<br>I say, what? nigga, he don`t know that I`m too deep in this<br>I`m livin and breathin the street shit<br>And if I don`t play the crook, you ain`t gonna have shit on your books<br>Look, gimme a minute, I`ll chill in a minute I promise I will<br>As soon as I finished this last load<br>I`ma drop the dice after this last roll<br>Little did he know, I got no intentions on leavin this shit here<br>I`m feelin to get rich here<br>When you get out, you`ll have some shit here if you still care<br>Made enough money to move my moms and pops to a new pad<br>They was suspicious, but they ain`t trippin<br>cause this more shit than we ever had<br>But shit went bad six in the morning crashing through my door was the Feds<br>And they want that bread we want you, and I`m like ooh! (shit)<br>Shoulda listened to my brother, huh?<br>But I`m like fuck it now<br>Mama got to buggin out when them po po got to cuffin pops<br>Now I`m in the courtroom when that asked me how I plea<br>I tell the judge straight up, I`ve been havin problems and it`s all because...<br><br>(Chorus til fade)