Times are hard by Kingchosis Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Drug dealers, block wars, killers and fiends
St. Louis, night life the trife type, dealers with lean
Women get beat my husbands who ditch em and leave
Behind their children their seed on the day of Christmas eve
I remember buying skittles, at 13 a silent
Cashier didn't trust me, everyday he eyeing ya nigga
My intentions weren't stealing
He'd tell me hurry up and buy it quicker
Racist cunt behind the counter shining his pistol
Thinking maybe it was the environment I live in
Shootouts clean up bodies of black youth lost-
I'm tired of being defined by my pigment
My niggas tell me chill just sit wait to prosper
But seeds get tainted in soil
Taken by shottas never make it to blossom
A year from graduating will I make it to college?
Tryna be faithful my problem
Everyday I envision the days of power
The days of power

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Times are hard, tryna make it outta the struggle
Friends turn to foes even family's untrustful
The ones you call brothers end up clapping ya mother
As scars turn to stripes I turn my back on the suffering


[verse 2]
Top of the world wasn't high enough to satisfy me
Jokers get riddled while robbing, puffing poising ivy
Real eyes recognize real lies, never try me
Love withers as trust issues fucking up my psyche
Bad asses run the block, thugs get knocked
Guns get shot, every night love is lost
Hate is found, shit get talked, bitches get down
Prostitution and extortion, seen it from my 4 family apartment
Mothers who couldn't can't handle a family planning abortion
I feel like Adam when he bit the apple in the garden
But on this modern eve the snake is the informants
Nigga are disrespectful shooting up your place of worship
Can't even pray without bullets coming your way
Today just might be the day that I lay
Trapped in hell and I can't escaped
Restrained by the chains and can't break away
Will it be heaven or hell that takes me away?
I pray today that my future babies be safe
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