Chours - (RensiM)
Hard Times, Got me sinkin 2 tha bottem,
Hard Times, Ain't a Day that I ain't got 'em,
Hard Times, Cuz They all Doubt me,
Hard Times, Got me doin Foul Things
(repeat)
Vs.1: (RensiM)
Nobody Understand, Nobody Care,
Nobody give a Damn, Nobody with me man (echo)
In tha Same Transaction... Shit Happens,
Thats whut I say 2 Myself, and I keep Rappin,
Tired a Hearin Bout these Great Rap Artists,
Then turn around, and get put down, Like a little Bitch,
I ain't a Bitch, I made Bitches,
Made bitches 2 hear bitches, say I hurt they feelins,
I'm only 15, whut chu Spect' Outta Me,?
Sumthing Exalent witta Kanye produced Beat,
I'm on tha street, By Myself alone,
I can barley Afford a damn Microphone, so,
whut chu people want outta me?
Betta Quality, something Raw-n-"G"?
It's all on Me, Heavy on My shoulders,
Takin me down, Like a toumblin Boulder, (Damn!)
Chours: (RensiM)
Hard Times, Got me sinkin 2 tha bottem,
Hard Times, Ain't a Day that I ain't got 'em,
Hard Times, Cuz They all Doubt me,
Hard Times, Got me doin Foul Things
(repeat)
Vs.2: (RensiM)
I'm Modest Bout my work, Especialy,
when everybody put it down, 2 get Rid of me,
Now I'm drownin' in Hennessey, where I don't wanna be,
Standin in tha rain thinkin Why Do I Breath?
Walkin in a Cementary, Later That evenin',
still breathin, thinkin hard, could I be Dreamin?
So I sat Down.. an took a look 2 tha sky,
Tears in my eyes thinkin why I live life,
Tha way I Do, empty henney Bottel in my hand,
can God, really forgive me, for my sins?
This a Shout out, 2 all tha People in Jail,
doin Hard Time, havin' a Hard Times, In a cell,
Life iz hell, and Everyone Has pain,
Have faith, and there might be a better Way,
A better Day, iz on its way, With sun shine,
But rite now, we havein a Hard Time, (lets help each other)
Chours: (RensiM)
Hard Times, Got me sinkin 2 tha bottem,
Hard Times, Ain't a Day that I ain't got 'em,
Hard Times, Cuz They all Doubt me,
Hard Times, Got me doin Foul Things
(repeat)
Vs.3: (RensiM)
People Say Shit.. It don't Offend me,
cuz I get back at 'em Like a Bullet at 50,
They say I got Potential, but I'll never be shit,
So sharpin my Pencil.. and write Agian, (Fuck that) Bitch!
I Don't Play, Play ya' Part then back up,
Say my name wrong and ya' ass get Jacked Up,
yo' Hood get shot up, now its a war zone,
and ya' mouth Finna ta' have mo' Red then Games Wordrobe,
They calssified all my songs as hip hop,
cuz I'm white, But that shits About 2 stop,
Shiiiiit.. I'm bout ta' call it quits,
cuz ya' never get it thru y'all Heads that I ain't Finished,
All I Hear in this Rap, iz Eastside, Westside,
Southside, Northside, But I Only Rep Mine,
Quip Town, Put it Down, Rep it 2 tha fullest,
Tha Real A Town, come around we'll Skool Ya',
Chours: (RensiM)
Hard Times, Got me sinkin 2 tha bottem,
Hard Times, Ain't a Day that I ain't got 'em,
Hard Times, Cuz They all Doubt me,
Hard Times, Got me doin Foul Things
(repeat)
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Hard Times, (Inhale)&(Exhale)
Hard Times,
Hard Times,
Hard Times,
RensiM... Yea.....