Being Human's Hard (ft. Versatile) - Kynfolk
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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
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 its 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
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
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 its 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
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:05.38] He try leading with his heart
[00:19.85] Without bleeding from his heart
[00:21.69] Bacardi dark and blunts sparked meetings in the park
[00:23.44] Jacques Cousteau, below city level, fleein' from sharks
[00:27.19] Pushers playin' while police man up with snitchers and narcs
[00:29.87] Could cheddar be so vital a piece of my soul's survival
[00:32.58] To the point to even go look for peace you load your rifle?
[00:35.28] Past mistakes, court dates, brand you for life
[00:37.90] Force hand makes the crackheads scramble for pipes
[00:39.73] Fast grands, take your high stakes, gamble for ice
[00:42.47] Look at the surface of the game, dang, that'll be nice
[00:46.06] Figured the purpose of the game, man, that'll be life
[00:48.76] Or get two circles on the chain, wrists gotta be tight
[00:51.41] Either your head on the cruiser or the lead from the Luger
[00:54.24] Mighta made ya some dough but ain't no bread in your future
[00:56.92] Kinda movin' too slow, ya better spread 'fore they shoot ya
[00:59.67] Hospital bed, can't use your legs like ya use to
[01:02.31] Being human's hard
[01:07.75] Being human's hard on the boulevard
[01:14.99] Being human's hard
[01:18.53] Being human's hard on the boulevard
[01:24.09] Come a little closer into the life of a smoker
[01:26.75] Where paranoia is the price to be sober, over my shoulder
[01:29.46] Seems to be the land of the lost and the home of the slaves
[01:32.11] Where soldiers carry toasters in holsters, supposed to be brave
[01:34.88] But underneath the surface they purpose is lost in they ways
[01:37.57] They walk in a daze, the only time they spark when they blaze
[01:40.29] They off in a maze, the high life you've lost to get paid
[01:42.91] The low life is when you're tossed in that cage, or in that grave
[01:45.60] So I stay with an open mind, my mind's open
[01:48.42] When I'm totin' 9s on the grind hopin' over time
[01:51.29] I can climb to the top of the cliff
[01:53.06] Cause right now I'm standin' at the edge stiff, I'm hopin' that I don't slip
[01:56.62] One slight, false move and my life in this tight grip
[02:00.33] The lose all strength in the time and be priceless
[02:03.05] Though my right fist is stuck in the air to show power
[02:04.80] My left hand's holdin' them grams of snow powder
[02:07.51] I see dice games, I'm side bettin', makin' a killin', man
[02:32.84] Homies fuckin' niggas swiping rings and chains
[02:34.61] Money lost now, a body picked up off ground
[02:37.44] That child saw it, deafened by pain it was an assault sound
[02:40.13] Bangs they all round, bangs on her hair
[02:43.87] Yessir, her right there, she livin' the nightmare
[02:45.61] In the couch room bounce a tip with curtains closed
[02:49.23] Supposed to dance but off the deck some piles a sniff she workin' poles
[02:51.92] Slice of onion make her cry
[02:53.73] Cause of lack of funding standards are lowered like dungeons only to survive
[02:57.41] For many life ain't half over at the end of its rope
[03:00.14] Like they just smoked bad dope blended with soap paint
[03:02.88] But were getting paid however we can
[03:04.60] It's hard in Lexington, and I'm feelin' less than a man
[03:07.38] Leaders misleadin' and weavin' rivals for fraud
[03:10.08] Plague like weed caught a swing from Moses' rod
[03:13.75]
[00:19.85] Without bleeding from his heart
[00:21.69] Bacardi dark and blunts sparked meetings in the park
[00:23.44] Jacques Cousteau, below city level, fleein' from sharks
[00:27.19] Pushers playin' while police man up with snitchers and narcs
[00:29.87] Could cheddar be so vital a piece of my soul's survival
[00:32.58] To the point to even go look for peace you load your rifle?
[00:35.28] Past mistakes, court dates, brand you for life
[00:37.90] Force hand makes the crackheads scramble for pipes
[00:39.73] Fast grands, take your high stakes, gamble for ice
[00:42.47] Look at the surface of the game, dang, that'll be nice
[00:46.06] Figured the purpose of the game, man, that'll be life
[00:48.76] Or get two circles on the chain, wrists gotta be tight
[00:51.41] Either your head on the cruiser or the lead from the Luger
[00:54.24] Mighta made ya some dough but ain't no bread in your future
[00:56.92] Kinda movin' too slow, ya better spread 'fore they shoot ya
[00:59.67] Hospital bed, can't use your legs like ya use to
[01:02.31] Being human's hard
[01:07.75] Being human's hard on the boulevard
[01:14.99] Being human's hard
[01:18.53] Being human's hard on the boulevard
[01:24.09] Come a little closer into the life of a smoker
[01:26.75] Where paranoia is the price to be sober, over my shoulder
[01:29.46] Seems to be the land of the lost and the home of the slaves
[01:32.11] Where soldiers carry toasters in holsters, supposed to be brave
[01:34.88] But underneath the surface they purpose is lost in they ways
[01:37.57] They walk in a daze, the only time they spark when they blaze
[01:40.29] They off in a maze, the high life you've lost to get paid
[01:42.91] The low life is when you're tossed in that cage, or in that grave
[01:45.60] So I stay with an open mind, my mind's open
[01:48.42] When I'm totin' 9s on the grind hopin' over time
[01:51.29] I can climb to the top of the cliff
[01:53.06] Cause right now I'm standin' at the edge stiff, I'm hopin' that I don't slip
[01:56.62] One slight, false move and my life in this tight grip
[02:00.33] The lose all strength in the time and be priceless
[02:03.05] Though my right fist is stuck in the air to show power
[02:04.80] My left hand's holdin' them grams of snow powder
[02:07.51] I see dice games, I'm side bettin', makin' a killin', man
[02:32.84] Homies fuckin' niggas swiping rings and chains
[02:34.61] Money lost now, a body picked up off ground
[02:37.44] That child saw it, deafened by pain it was an assault sound
[02:40.13] Bangs they all round, bangs on her hair
[02:43.87] Yessir, her right there, she livin' the nightmare
[02:45.61] In the couch room bounce a tip with curtains closed
[02:49.23] Supposed to dance but off the deck some piles a sniff she workin' poles
[02:51.92] Slice of onion make her cry
[02:53.73] Cause of lack of funding standards are lowered like dungeons only to survive
[02:57.41] For many life ain't half over at the end of its rope
[03:00.14] Like they just smoked bad dope blended with soap paint
[03:02.88] But were getting paid however we can
[03:04.60] It's hard in Lexington, and I'm feelin' less than a man
[03:07.38] Leaders misleadin' and weavin' rivals for fraud
[03:10.08] Plague like weed caught a swing from Moses' rod
[03:13.75]