Stomper - Hard Times (Hi Power Soldiers Book 5) lyrics

Hard times man they come and go
Growing up in the hood
Ain’t got nowhere to go
I’m coming up too slow
Just trying to lay low
Another Hi Power Soldier from the varrio

In this criminal mind frame
My people keep falling
Locked in these chains
I could still hear em calling
I just want you to know that wherever you go
You’ll never be forgotten
I put that in my chrome
The last time that we kicked it
I told you this would happen
If we didn’t change our lives
Now I’m sticking to this rapping
Getting high blazed out
Tripping out on what happened
Gotta get my boy out no matter what happens
It’s a trip how loose lips
Will sink your ship
How your own flesh and blood
Will just flip the script
Got love for the streets
You know that’s a fact
But when times get hard
The streets turned their back
Doing time in the pen and I miss you dog
So I tell you stay strong
So you when you get home

Hard times man they come and go
Growing up in the hood
Ain’t got nowhere to go
I’m coming up too slow
Just trying to lay low
Another Hi Power Soldier from the varrio

Living life in the city
Has it's side effects like murder & drugs
Prostitution for sex a gangsta’s paradise
Just look around up in the alley
Where the bodies are found
And everybody’s got a muthafucken gun
So it only makes sense that I carry me one
Smoking up & blazing up
Nothing but the Chron thinking of my homies
That have already died
I’m just trying to remember but it hurts
Walking to the cemetery talking to the dirt
And ever since pac said it
I will never will forget it
Life goes on holmes
I’ll see you at the crossroads

Hard times man they come and go
Growing up in the hood
Ain’t got nowhere to go
I’m coming up too slow
Just trying to lay low
Another Hi Power Soldier from the varrio

Will if my time has come
Then I ain’t gonna run
I’d rather die on my feet
Than on my knees like a punk
Ask the lord for forgiveness
And just stare with a grin
Look the devil in his face
See the souls from within
I wasn’t born a killer but the world is sick
Gang relations retaliations life is a bitch
In a world of madness i was lost at birth
With the troubles I’ve seen
I knew my life was cursed
Had to find an escape
So to the streets I turn
But the streets are hot
Trying not to get burned
And now my heart turn cold
From all the lessons I learned
Feel like giving up
But the world still turns

Hard times man they come and go
Growing up in the hood
Ain’t got nowhere to go
I’m coming up too slow
Just trying to lay low
Another Hi Power Soldier from the varrio

Well it’s turning my mind keeps learning
Gangsta mentality respect I be earning
Putting in work was a daily routine
A day in the life in the big south east
It was crazy gang bang on the daily
Pico Nuevo Gang
And haters never could faze me fuck em
That’s just the way it goes
A real muthafucker never trusts a hoe
But, I know something you don’t know
In my waistline is the mighty fo fo
Ready to attack ready to unload
Laugh as the barrel
Of my desert eagle smokes killing enemies
Was a way to survive
27yrs old and I’m still alive
Rap music basically changed my life
Having money making music
Showing love on the mic hi Power Book 5
Soldier ink on the rise
Chronic in my swisher sweet
Cause, I always stay high
Hard times come & go on the New Pick side
Where enemies & crooked cops
And scandalous bitches lie

Hard times man they come and go
Growing up in the hood
Ain’t got nowhere to go
I’m coming up too slow
Just trying to lay low
Another Hi Power Soldier from the varrio