Jay-Z - Hard Knock Life (Ghetto Anthem) Lyrics

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[Hook]

It's the hard knock life for us

It's the hard knock life for us!

Instead of treated we get tricked

Instead of kisses we get kicked

It's the hard knock life!

[Verse 1]

From standing on the corners boppin'

To driving some of the hottest cars New York has ever seen

For dropping some of the hottest verses rap has ever heard

From the dope spot with the smoke Glock fleeing the murder scene you know me well

From nightmares of a lonely cell my only hell

But since when y'all niggas know me to fail? Fuck naw

Where all my niggas with the rubber grips bust shots

And if you with me mama rub on your tits and what-not

I'm from the school of the hard knocks you must not

Let outsiders violate our blocks and my plot

Let's stick up the world and split it 50/50 uh-huh

Let's take the dough and stay real jiggy uh-huh

And sip the Cris' and get pissy-pissy

Flow infinitely like the memory of my nigga Biggie baby!

You know it's hell when I come through

The life and times of Shawn Carter nigga Volume 2 y'all niggas get ready

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[Hook]

[Verse 2]

I flow for those 'dro'ed out; all my niggas

Locked down in the ten by four controlling the house

We live in hard knocks we don't take over we borrow blocks

Burn 'em down and you can have it back daddy I'd rather that

I flow for chicks wishin' they ain't have to strip to pay tuition

I see your vision mama

I put my money on the longshots all my ballers that's born to clock

Know I'mma be on top whether I perform or not

I went from lukewarm to hot; sleeping on futons and cots

To King Size dream machines to green 5's

I've seen pies let the thing between my eyes analyze life's ills

Then I put it down type Braille

I'm tight grill with the phony rappers y'all might feel we homies

I'm like still y'all don't know me shit!

I'm tight grill when my situation ain't improving

I'm tryna murder everything moving feel me?!

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

I don't how to sleep I gotta eat stay on my toes

Got a lot of beef so logically I prey on my foes

Hustling's still inside of me and as far as progress

You'd be hard-pressed to find another rapper hot as me

I gave you prophecy on my first joint and y'all lamed out

Didn't really appreciate it 'til the second one came out

So I stretched the game out etched your name out

Put Jigga on top and drop albums non-stop for ya nigga!

[Hook]

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