You rang Is you down kichy, or even might love to me Payin', bangin' another time Look we got the trigger to quicker the caper Fools leavin' they guns, from the guns to the care to the bed to the scoop In this life ain't nothing they can think off But working overtime, nigga Some motherfucking hard labor Verse 1: [Kastro - Outlaw Immortalz] They got my, Kickin' in dust, dirty Bust me, they must be dreamin' Trust me these cowards heard a murder And they ain't tryin' to see it They got 'em in there When I was to young to be in So now I'm comatosed, shellshocked and barely breathin' But, still I respect the game Test me, you ain't Hussein Outlaw like Josey Wales Too tough to try to change C-Bo, they take me, change no We just slow at home Ready for war plus we deadly Verse 2: [Young Noble - Outlaw Immortalz] I remember when one of my teachers told me That I ain't shit, and ain't gon never be shit Look at me now bitch and fluwed your kid with this Now we're rainin' on our enemies Hennessy got me critically, suddenly, instantly Knew their planin' with my misery It's to me from Makaveli the general Military mind, outlaw with camisole Critical condition for that hoes he fold It Hard Labor, knowin' this rap shit might save us Not from death, but where we came from Chorus: x2
[Napolean - Outlaw Immortalz] Nigga, all we do is act a fool is stay thugged out (Thugged out) And the first nigga that act up was gettin' thugged out Change the paper... [Young Noble - Outlaw Immortalz] ...it's Hard Labor Made the biggest plan that niggas makin' Sound aped, cause it is rapin' They can't fake it more Verse 3: [Storm - Outlaw Immortalz] Gotta make more warriors Runnin' through my veins The story's told while the game's the same Fuck the world with your money, man, play the game Got stuck with your heartbeat, who's to blame What you know what I want, when you're bad as yours Got a vision of my enemies hittin' the floor From Makaveli to my Outlawz, I back 'em all Keep your mind on my riches, when I even the score First nigga where you at, speak, friend of fo' Got a 9-G locked, it's for if you fall Shoot first, let's play no different face I die for the shit, nigga Hard Labor Verse 4: [Kastro - Outlaw Immortalz] Pick up my block, cock Please not wanna put a stop to my plot They locked my bitch up And even tried to lock in my pops It's Hard Labor, my moms, you craw me thinkin' to major Mad, cause, nowadays too many hoes is on my pager Pussy and paper Pencil, politics and praise you Chase you and even chase me Straight to the penitentiary Nigga, the hard life, hard fight and hard capers Nigga, we're all thugs, overdosed in Hard Labor (Voice Speaking):
Walked in the club and said a nigga drugs do us all Looked up and see my nigga Big C-Bo Verse 5: [C-Bo] Check I was born to this life ,a sin, as a young thug Releasin' stress over (?) gin, laced with mud From day one I knew is wasn't no motherfuckin' love They use to jump doin' hands and now they jump in new as lust I was confused first to see a church on this hell on earth But it was them fools first to took earth for what it was worth I was raised in this great community, when there was no unity And niggas be on they own, as soon they reached (?cutety?) Be you and me Runnin' back, in a Cadillac Fresh of a jack With two straps in a Pontiac With only one life to live I guess the Lord had only one life to give It seems2f3 so trifully, bought a hill This fast nigga's life's a sin It's hell on earth, ain't nothin' worse Than givin' birth to kid Talk to sin until he buried to dirt It's been a thug life since day one, when I was thugged in 25 Years later got rid off thuggin' Hard LaborTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
