Hard Times

Lyrics

Hard times spreading just like the flu
 Watch out homeboy, don't let it catch you
 P-p-prices go up, don't let your pocket go down
 When you got short money, you're stuck on the ground
 Turn around, get ready, keep your eye on the prize
 And be on point for the future shock
 Hard times
 Hard times
 Hard times are coming to your town
 So stay alert, don't let them get you down
 They tell you times are tough, you hear that times are hard
 But when you work for that ace, you know you pulled the right card
 Hard times got our pockets all in chains
 I'll tell you what, homeboy, it don't have my brain
 All day I have to work at my peak
 Because I need that dollar every day of the weak
 Hard times
 Hard times can take you on a natural trip
 So keep your balance and don't you slip
 Hard times is nothing new on me
 I'm gonna use my strong mentality
 Like the cream of the crop, like the crop of the cream
 B-b-beating hard times, that is my theme
 Hard times in life, hard times in death
 I'm gonna keep on fighting to my very last breath
 Hard times
 Hard times
 Hard times
 Hard times
 Hard times
 Hard times
 Hard times
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:52
Tempo
120 BPM

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