world of lies With a heart made out of stone I looked deep into my eyes And I knew I was alone * I'm a son of a son I'm the son of the sun My death
I, I, I, I?m so hard Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, I?m so hard That I, I, I, I?m so hard Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, I?m so hard That I, I, I, I?m so hard Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Chorus:] That iii I'm so hard, yea yea yea I'm so hard, that iii I'm a so hard, yea yea yea I'm so hard, that iii I'm so hard, yea yea yea I'm so hard
the animals While I'm filling up their empty skulls And it's all you see, away from me A black flag a minor threat The subtle stink of cigarettes And it's all I
now what's a brother do? I try to keep my patience, but now I'm out the truth One-Zero, now I crew shoed Bad attitude cause I have enough food Next days
! I'm just a pro-Black nigga, and I'm doing this And yet you watch me, clock me, to see if I continue this In the ways of the Caddy I survive like a pimp
See me at the crossroad pimp-struts I'm quite illogical but never been a savage Genes scientific but I never have to map it I'm harder than the diamond
til the book folds I'm goin Blackwards to the East, tweedle-dee, tweedle-dum Fee fi fum to the tribal drum drum I'm sittin on my temple, just pluckin
and we'll all understand Independence is one thing when unity is stronger No one to realize the pressure last longer I'm just one man who fears for the
that wine If I wanted flex, I coulda got a strap at that moment I'd rather keep ca-ca-cash, cause I'm alreaady wanted I'm an Asshole By Nature, my flag
23 in they jersey I'm sick and I'm slick, I run with gang bangers and jackers Frame plackers and bad actors, being watched by them crackers I'm running
Killing us one by one In one way or another American will find a way to eliminate the problem One by one The problem is the troubles in the black youth
If ah ain't know I wasn't cool I run n get sum shit Ah wannabe hot like me Ah wannbe on top like me, I'm tryna get gwap like me... me [Tony Yayo:] Yea
grind, to those we lost to war lookin' for a lifetime, I do it for the G's, I do it for the streets, this one for history, I'm toastin' this to me, glasses
me, I'm a g I'm a rock with dat beat Tell u diz about me, Bout me, Bout me, Bout me, I'm a keep dat black flag on me, tell u dat about me... I'm a stack
beats I'm untamed, I need a leash I'm insane, I need a shrink I love brain, I need a leech Why complain on easy streets? I don't even talk, I let the
I don't speak, I float in the air wrapped in a sheet I'm not a real person, I'm a ghost trapped in a beat I translate when my voice is read through a