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"Life is Hard"
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Another solo drop by urse truely, TruestPain. Basically a strong upfront message about life. Intake the passion behind this song. Has a certain reflection on my life. Pain.
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Rap, Gangster, Hip Hop, Political
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Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
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Peak #12,612
Peak in subgenre #4,411
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Written and performed by TruestPain.
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Studio in a Box Productions@2003
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May 21, 2003
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MP3 3.7 MB • 128 kbps • 4:01
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Artist: TruestPain Song: Life is Hard (Verse 1) Crews mean trouble making, gang orientated And weapons mean none-stop murderous mayhem Bullets mean open caskets and sobberin woes Sirens mean jail time 'n' popes knockin at'cha door Handcuffs could mean life in prison a scary state 'Cause you ain't gon' see your family another day Luckily its a first charge, from your heart you feel But it was in self deffence to discharge the steal Ain't like you killed, you just wounded the foe Now they pointin fingers 'cause you almost murdered'em, whoa? Now where's the justice, you figured you was straight Til' the judge sentenced you a year in Juvenile Hall, wait! Now you're record expands you're 13 and out the jail Still raisin hell, it's probably well that you stayed in cells Remembering memories of pain and anger Most of it about a family member who left you banged-up Hook: 2x Life is hard if you know it owns you Death is easy, 'cause it cant control-you You want out, but you stay strong, stay long In hopes that one day maybe the pain's gone (Verse 2) Bullets and drivebys, dyin from fast fire Cops alerted from murders an snipers on highrise Ricocheted wounded, this is worse than the movies 'Cause there's no happy ending amending an' soothing My life is in the, concrete jungle as a Don breed 17 and I feel like I lived way past upon me Stress, is always a continuous growth 'Cause people wanna beat'chu and see you bleed to a pulp Fear is an emotion i never witness thru hardtimes It's deadly 'cause you get killed like them bar-fights I try to be possitive understanding the lifestyle Why should I pipe-down? To speak myself, I got a right now Never approach no one unless if you came At me or the fam, where I couldn't withstand the pain Where rage would enflame to actually snap To blast until my foes attacking me back Hook: 2x Life is hard if you know it owns you Death is easy, 'cause it cant control-you You want out, but you stay strong, stay long In hopes that one day maybe the pain's gone (Verse 3) Promising sudden moments, opposite ones are broken The problem is no ones open, under God the sun is golden Witnessin tears sheded, present a-near wretched Wicked appears essenced to be pleasant, but geared tested Picturing foes catch me, alone in the dark They hate to see someone shine with the heart Hate to picture riches and swimmin wit' different woman But I love it, 'cause I touch levels they could see or envision Where Tim is, slowly becomming righteous The second the recrods slang, they flexin with weapons like-ths Fortune and fame seriously tortures their brain I'm tryna leave this ghetto, movin towards better thangs But I bet the berretas slang, clever if levers aim Sever my mentals, surrendering held in rage They'd better off lettin the guage, dismembering all the veins This world in which I stay, depressin this devils pain Hook: 2x Life is hard if you know it owns you Death is easy, 'cause it cant control-you You want out, but you stay strong, stay long In hopes that one day maybe the pain's gone (C) to TruestPain @Studio in a Box Productions 2003
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