2 Pac - It Ain't Easy Lyrics
I take a shot of henesseyNow Im strong enough to face the madnessNickel bags full of sess weed laced with hashPhone calls from my niggas on the other sideTwo childhood friends just diedI couldnt cryA damn shame, when will we ever changeAnd what remainsFrom a twelve gauge to the brainArguements with my foolish troopI spend more time with my niggas then iDo with youBut everywhere its the same thangThats the game, Ill be damned if a thang changed***** the fameIll be hustling to make a millionLord knows, aint no love for us ghetto childrenSo we cold, rag top slowin downTime to stop for gasPeep my horn for a hoochie with a proper assUhh, it aint easy, thats my mottoDrinkin tangeray straight out da bottleEverybody wanna know if Im insaneMy baby mama gotta mind full of silly gamesAll the drama got me stressen like Im hopelessI cant copeMe and my homies smokin roachesCuz we brokeLate night hangin out till the sunriseGetten highWatchin the cops roll byUhh, it aint easyChorus (3x)It aint easy being meWill I see the penitentaryOr will I stay free uhh..I cant sleepNiggas plottin on to kill meWhile Im dreamingWake up screamingCuz I can hear them suckas schemingProbably paranoid,Problem isIm supposed to be fantasingA brother bite the bulletOpen Im fireAnd I thoughtI wonder why this the way it isEven now looking of for theseKilla kidsBill clinton can you recognize a nigga representinDoin 20 to life in san quintanGettin calls from my niggaMike tysonAint nuttin niceYo pac, do something rightegous with your lifeEven thou you innoccentYou still a niggaSo they figureRather have behind bars then triggasBut Im hold ya downAnd holla thug lifeLickin shots till I seeMy niggas freeOn my blockNo, it aint easyTill I see my niggas freeOn the blockChorus (3x)It aint easy being meWill I see the penitentaryOr will I stay free uhh....Lately, Ive been reminiscinAbout pepermint snapsn junior highHit the blockKeepin eyes on the copsWhile d-boyz slang rocksIts the project ked without a conscienceIm having dreamsOf hearing screams at my concertsMeetin all my childhood peersThrough the yearsTryin to stack a little greenI was only seventeenWhen I started servin fiendsAnd I wish there was another wayTo stack a dollarAnd my appollarCuz these hard timesMake me wanna hollarWill I live to see tommorrow ?Am I fallin off ?I hit the weedAnd proceedTo say, ***** all of yallAint nobody down with meIm thugginI cant go homeCuz mutha-*****as think Im bugginSo now Im in this high powered cellAt the county jailPunk judgeGot a grudgeCant post no bailWhat, do I do and these county bluesGettin battered and bruisedBy the you know whoAnd these fakes get the shakinWhen they face me, snakesAint got enough nuts to replace meSittin in this livin hellListenin to niggas yellTryin to torture to tellIm gettin illBut aint nobody sayin muchThe same old nutsIs makin bucksWhile these sluts is gettin *****edThey violated my pobationAnd it seemsIll be going on a long vacationMeanwhile... it aint easyNo it aint easyChorus (3x)It aint easy being meWill I see the penitentaryOr will I stay free uhh...
