It Ain't Easy (Explicit)
2Pac"It Ain't Easy (Explicit)" es una canción de 2Pac, 1995, Pop. La canción dura 3:53, 80 lines / 682 words.
Letra
0:03Keepin it real
0:20I take a shot of Henessey now I'm strong enough to face the madness
0:24Nickel bag full of sess w**d laced with hash
0:26Phone calls from my niggaz on the other side
0:29Two childhood friends just died I couldn't cry
0:32A damn shame when will we ever change
0:35And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brain
0:37Arguements with my Boo is true
0:39I spend mo' time with my niggaz than I do with you
0:42But everywhere it's the same thang that's the game
0:45I'll be damned if a thang changed f**k the fame
0:47I'll be hustling to make a mill-ion lord knows
0:50Ain't no love for us ghetto children so we cold
0:53Rag top slowin down time to stop for gas
0:55Beep my horn for a hoochie with a proper a** uhh
0:59It ain't easy that's my motto
1:01Drinkin Tanqueray straight out the bottle
1:03Everybody wanna know if I'm insane
1:05My baby mama gotta mind full of silly games
1:08And all the drama got me stressin like I'm hopeless I can't cope
1:11Me and the homies smokin roaches cause we broke
1:14Late night hangin out til the sunrise gettin high
1:17Watchin the cops roll by
1:19It ain't easy that's right
1:24It ain't easy being me
1:27Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free
1:30It ain't easy being me
1:32Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free
1:36It ain't easy being me
1:38Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free
1:41I can't sleep niggaz plottin on to kill me while I'm dreamin
1:43Wake up sweaty and screamin cause I can hear them suckers schemin
1:46Probably paranoid problem is them punks be fantasizin
1:49A brother bite the bullet open fire and I died
1:51I wonder why this the way it is even now
1:54Lookin out for these killer kids cause they wild
1:56Bill Clinton can you recognize a ni**a representin
1:59Doin twenty to life in San Quentin
2:01Gettin calls from my ni**a Mike Tyson ain't nuttin nice
2:05Yo 'Pac do something righteous witcha life
2:07And even thou you innocent you still a ni**a so they figure
2:10Rather have you behind bars than triggers
2:12But I'm hold ya down and holla Thug Life lickin shots
2:15Til I see my niggaz free on the block
2:17But no it ain't easy hahahah
2:20Til I see my niggaz free on the block oh
2:23It ain't easy
2:29It ain't easy being me
2:31Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free
2:34It ain't easy being me
2:36Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free
2:39It ain't easy being me
2:41Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free
2:44Lately been reminiscin
2:45Bout Peppermint Schnapps in Junior High hit the block
2:47Keep an eye on the cops while D-Boys slang rocks
2:49It's the project kid without a conscience I'm havin dreams
2:52Of hearin screams at my concerts me all my childhood peers
2:56Through the years tryin to stack a little green
2:58I was only seventeen when I started servin fiends
3:00And I wish there was another way to stack a dollar
3:03So my apoli' casue these hard times make me wanna holler
3:06Will I live to see tommorrow am I fallin off
3:08I hit the w**d and then proceed to say f**k all of y'all
3:11Ain't nobody down with me I'm thuggin I can't go home
3:14Cause muh-f**kers think I'm buggin so now I'm in
3:16This high powered cell at the county jail
3:18Punk judge got a grudge can't post no bail what
3:21Do I do in these county blues
3:24Gettin battered and bruised by the you know who
3:26And these fakes get to shakin when they face me
3:29Snakes ain't got enough nuts to replace me
3:31Sittin in this livin hell listenin to niggaz yell
3:35Tryin to torture em to tell I'm gettin mail
3:37But ain't nobody sayin much the same old nuts
3:40Is makin bucks while these sluts is gettin f**ked
3:42They violated my probation and it seems
3:45I'll be goin on a long vacation meanwhile
3:48It ain't easy
3:53No it ain't easy
Keepin it real I take a shot of Henessey now I'm strong enough to face the madness Nickel bag full of sess w**d laced with hash Phone calls from my niggaz on the other side Two childhood friends just died I couldn't cry A damn shame when will we ever change And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brain Arguements with my Boo is true I spend mo' time with my niggaz than I do with you But everywhere it's the same thang that's the game I'll be damned if a thang changed f**k the fame I'll be hustling to make a mill-ion lord knows Ain't no love for us ghetto children so we cold Rag top slowin down time to stop for gas Beep my horn for a hoochie with a proper a** uhh It ain't easy that's my motto Drinkin Tanqueray straight out the bottle Everybody wanna know if I'm insane My baby mama gotta mind full of silly games And all the drama got me stressin like I'm hopeless I can't cope Me and the homies smokin roaches cause we broke Late night hangin out til the sunrise gettin high Watchin the cops roll by It ain't easy that's right It ain't easy being me Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free It ain't easy being me Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free It ain't easy being me Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free I can't sleep niggaz plottin on to kill me while I'm dreamin Wake up sweaty and screamin cause I can hear them suckers schemin Probably paranoid problem is them punks be fantasizin A brother bite the bullet open fire and I died I wonder why this the way it is even now Lookin out for these killer kids cause they wild Bill Clinton can you recognize a ni**a representin Doin twenty to life in San Quentin Gettin calls from my ni**a Mike Tyson ain't nuttin nice Yo 'Pac do something righteous witcha life And even thou you innocent you still a ni**a so they figure Rather have you behind bars than triggers But I'm hold ya down and holla Thug Life lickin shots Til I see my niggaz free on the block But no it ain't easy hahahah Til I see my niggaz free on the block oh It ain't easy It ain't easy being me Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free It ain't easy being me Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free It ain't easy being me Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free Lately been reminiscin Bout Peppermint Schnapps in Junior High hit the block Keep an eye on the cops while D-Boys slang rocks It's the project kid without a conscience I'm havin dreams Of hearin screams at my concerts me all my childhood peers Through the years tryin to stack a little green I was only seventeen when I started servin fiends And I wish there was another way to stack a dollar So my apoli' casue these hard times make me wanna holler Will I live to see tommorrow am I fallin off I hit the w**d and then proceed to say f**k all of y'all Ain't nobody down with me I'm thuggin I can't go home Cause muh-f**kers think I'm buggin so now I'm in This high powered cell at the county jail Punk judge got a grudge can't post no bail what Do I do in these county blues Gettin battered and bruised by the you know who And these fakes get to shakin when they face me Snakes ain't got enough nuts to replace me Sittin in this livin hell listenin to niggaz yell Tryin to torture em to tell I'm gettin mail But ain't nobody sayin much the same old nuts Is makin bucks while these sluts is gettin f**ked They violated my probation and it seems I'll be goin on a long vacation meanwhile It ain't easy No it ain't easy
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