all these things I find it hard to say I find it so hard to say Babe, I wanna be there when you awake I find it so hard to say, so hard to say I wanna
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higher but all these things I find it hard to say. I find it so hard to say Babe I wanna be there when you awake I find it so hard to say so hard to say
would gloat But they're all amazed when Rutherford Hayes Wins by just one vote James Garfield, someone really hated 'Cause he was assassinated Chester Arthur gets instated Four
York, Haiti, then I detour Oakland out to Auckland, Gaza Strip to Detroit Say hip hop only destroy, tell 'em look at me, boy I hope your son don't have
cut it out [Andre 3000] The farewell email from a female but I'm a playa, aint gon tell you all the details what it entails is hard to say like selling seashells by
Are we expecting to much from your four year plan And what about the rappers That happen to act like a black president Give us a right to be assholes You know They say
gettin it in since way back when So what you say to critics sayin you can't do it again? [Busta Rhymes] See I ain't gotta say shit to 'em, I'm off to
stone Where the Latin population Will soon be minus one Time is an ocean of endless tears I know how hard it's been For you these many years You say
't need no cue cards They got the engineers holdin' up cue cards What's that say, what that say? Oh they say "Just talk, don't sing" Son, I bet you feel
truck, babblin' on the phone I miss you, I stick up your chaperone's It's a dirty dog world, say it louder Every Friday I'm bein' chased by Craig's father
matter what people say I'm gon' keep rapping this way No matter what you may think I'm gon' keep doing my thing No matter what people say I'm gon' keep
and blow Five hundred thousand units off a dime a trow Forty below, I'm thorough when it's time to throw The caboose, I'm even hard to be touched by
Or get it blown from the top gun nigga I ain't finished talkin' 'bout it til your top blown nigga This is my crew you gets hot ones hot son That's why
the street Life can be so hard Shit can hurt so bad Always have you sad Constantly making you mad (Say Free Pimp C Free Pimp C!) Life can be so hard (
for the street Life can be so hard, shit can hurt so bad Always have you sayin' constantly making you mad (Say free Pimp C, free Pimp C) Life can be so hard
'm lookin' at ya, yeah girl, you're kind of tookin' back By the whole rapper thing, aren't ya? Probably thinkin' you'll get slapped so dang hard Ya won
