It Ain't Easy: accordi di
Willie D
Willie D

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Verse 1
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Walking down the street is no longer
something you do without thinking.
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Going down to the store becomes an adventure.
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Disagreements ended up in gunfights,
night -night
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With the soldier who was last to draw
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You got your ass whooped
if you had a plastic jar
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A bastard boy, run up in the projects
Where you can buy sex
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And ain't no tellin' who
gon' die next
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We read our foes up consistently
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I didn't make this 45
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while you pissed at me
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No mystery, why my homie dead and gone
He used to be this girlfriend
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all night long
You know the story,
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she squeezed the trigger
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Put the whole clip in him
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and freeze my nigga
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Now everybody in the hood
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paid last respects
And when the solo was sung,
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each face was wet
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I recollect me and my nigga
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chasin' hoes and shit
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At the wake, tears drippin'
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on my clothes and shit
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Stand blank, get my dog in
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side the casket
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Interrupted by his little girl laugh
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She's too young to understand,
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so she don't know
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My nigga mama goin' crazy on the front row,
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cause it ain't easy
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We got to love somebody,
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everybody needs somebody
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We got to love somebody now
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We got to love somebody,
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everybody needs somebody
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We got to love somebody now
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Now y 'all was planning to win,
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but your man got popped
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And it's the third time
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that he down on lock
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Your phone ain't blocked,
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but you losing patience
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Agonizing over the fucking
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years that he's facing
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Look at his so -called boys jigging
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at you as the time passes
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Trying to get some pussy with
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they tripping asses
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You weak, but you play strong
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In the middle of the night it ain't
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easy being home alone
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You feel betrayed so you fall
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for what some sucker said
Open your legs and give the
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pussy to a knucklehead
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Before y got y 'all nut,
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this shit was on the streets
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Pay attention to what I mention
cause this shit get deep
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Your fiancé got the word
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from his cellblock
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And went crazy like a nigga
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that was shell -shocked
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He hung himself cause
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he couldn't take it
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They tried to save him but
he couldn't make it
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Buried him butt naked
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You cried tears for your years with
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Can teach that old dog new
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tricks for shit
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Then understand why
he couldn't stay free
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When they let you out
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they caged back into society
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It ain't easy
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Say got to love somebody
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The whole system is designed
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To dehumanize you
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and steal your manhood
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DD welcome home baby
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Will I die young?
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These niggas are do ing dirty
where I come from
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You'd be lucky to see 30
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from petty disputes
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Niggas shoot from the drug dealing
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Liquor stores and mortuaries
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are making the killing
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Our children sleeping on the floor
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Cause ain't no telling when the gun blast
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pushing through the window
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And politicians don't seem to mind
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They gives a fuck about us
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until it's voting time
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Not cause I'm black,
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white women be thankin' the worst
Bitch, I don't want your
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motherfuckin' purse
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It's like I'm cursed when
I walk up the streets
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Gettin' dirty looks from these niggas
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and the motherfuckin' police
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Mothers are prayin',
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fathers are playin' old songs
Reminiscin' of the days when
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the family was strong
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I felt guilty when my baby girl
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came in the world
Tryin' to make it in this mother
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fuckin' wicked world
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It ain't easy,
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but you
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can make it
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Just gotta keep your head up,
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keep marching forward
Keep the haters behind you
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at all times
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Gots to say what's up to my nigga
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Precious
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Nigga off the motherfuckin' hook,
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he laced the track
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Everybody needs somebody,
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we got to love somebody now
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Y 'all niggas gon' feel me,
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as if you niggas didn't already feel me
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11 years and still standing
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Rap a lot of records
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Loved by a few, hated by many
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