CunninLynguists, Young Kinfolk, Versatile - Being Human's Hard lyrics

He try leading with his heart
Without bleeding from his heart
Bacardi dark and blunts sparked
Meetings in the park
Jacques Cousteau, below city level
Fleein' from sharks
Pushers playin' while police man up
With snitchers and narcs
Could cheddar be so vital a
Piece of my soul's survival
To the point to even go look
For peace you load your rifle?
Past mistakes, court dates
Brand you for life
Force hand makes the crackheads
Scramble for pipes
Fast grands, take your high stakes
Gamble for ice
Look at the surface of the game, dang
That'll be nice
Figured the purpose of the game, man
That'll be life
Or get two circles on the chain
Wrists gotta be tight
Either your head on the cruiser or
The lead from the Luger
Mighta made ya some dough but ain't
No bread in your future
Kinda movin' too slow
Ya better spread 'fore they shoot ya
Hospital bed
Can't use your legs like ya use to

" being human's hard "
" being human's hard on the boulevard"
" being human's hard "
" being human's hard on the boulevard"

Come a little closer into the
Life of a smoker
Where paranoia is the price to be sober
Over my shoulder
Seems to be the land of the lost
And the home of the slaves
Where soldiers carry toasters in holsters
Supposed to be brave
But underneath the surface they purpose
Is lost in they ways they walk in a daze
The only time they spark when they blaze
They off in a maze
The high life you've lost to get paid
The low life is when you're
Tossed in that cage, or in that grave
So I stay with an open mind, my mind's open
When I'm totin' 9s on the
Grind hopin' over time
I can climb to the top of the cliff
'Cause right now I'm standin'
At the edge stiff
I'm hopin' that I don't slip one slight
False move and my life in this tight grip
The lose all strength in the
Time and be priceless
Though my right fist is stuck in
The air to show power
My left hand's holdin' them
Grams of snow powder

" being human's hard "
" being human's hard on the boulevard"
" being human's hard "
" being human's hard on the boulevard"

I see dice games, I'm side
Bettin', makin' a killin', man
Homies fuckin' niggas swiping
Rings and chains
Money lost now, a body picked up off ground
That child saw it
Deafened by pain it was an assault sound
Bangs they all round, bangs on her hair
Yessir, her right there
She livin' the nightmare
In the couch room bounce a
Tip with curtains closed
Supposed to dance but off the deck some
Piles a sniff she workin' poles
Slice of onion make her cry
'Cause of lack of funding standards are
Lowered like dungeons only to survive
For many life ain't half over at
The end of it's rope
Like they just smoked bad dope
Blended with soap paint
But were getting paid however we can
It's hard in Lexington
And I'm feelin' less than a man
Leaders misleadin' and weavin'
Rivals for fraud plague like weed caught a
Swing from Moses' rod