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Take the bassline out
Uh-huh
Jigga
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
It's a hard knock life for us
It's a hard knock life for us
Instead of treated, we get tricked
Instead of kisses, we get kicked
It's a hard knock life
From standin' on the corners boppin'
To drivin' some of the hardest cars New York has ever seen
To droppin' some of the hardest verses rap has ever heard
From the dope spot where the smoke lock, fleein' the murder scene
You know me well from nightmares of a lonely cell
My only hell, but since when y'all niggas know me to bail?
Fuck no, and all my niggas with the rubber grips, bust shots
And if you with me, ma, I'm rubbin' your ass and whatnot
I'm from the school of the hard knocks
We must not let outsiders violate our blocks
And my plot, let's stick up the world
And split it fifty-fifty (Uh-huh)
Let's take the dough and stay real jiggy (Uh-huh)
Let's sip the Cris' and get pissy, pissy
Flow imminently like the memory of my nigga Biggie, baby
You know it's hell when I come through
The life and times of Shawn Carter, nigga, volume two
It's a hard knock life for us
It's a hard knock life for us
Instead of treated, we get tricked
Instead of kisses, we get kicked
It's a hard knock life
I flow for those drawned out
All my niggas locked down in the ten-by-four, controllin' the house
We livin' hard knocks, we don't take over, we bomb blocks
Burn 'em down and you can have 'em back, dad, I'd rather that
I flow for chicks wishin' they ain't have to strip to pay tuition
I see your vision, mama, I put my money on the long shots
All my ballers that born the Glock
Now I'ma be on top whether I perform or not
I went from lukewarm to hot
Sleepin' on guitars and cots
The king-size dream machine, the grief I've seen
Pies left the thing between my eyes and the life-life's ills