NAS - The Hardest Thing To Do Is Stay Alive lyrics
rate me(Intro)
So many niggas get fucked up in the game
See that's where they get caught out there
Cause its not no fuckin' game
(Verse)
When you hear shells comin at ya
Hot Ones from a shotgun, I bet a nigga runs faster
Loose a shoe to get away from a blaster
Think about that casket, you don't wanna be in that shit
Quick to take his signin', you takin' everybodie's package
Money over bitches was a loyal practice
So you act is if money was no object
Spinin' five zues, trips for your whole projects
Epcot center, linins for yo bitches, roli's for dawgs
Now we in the mall, slayin' by his bitches
Everyday I reminisin' how he was livin', havin' fun?
Cause any day could have led to prison
Now for a short bid, cause if the feds ever caught kid
It be like 25 years conspiracy
Another 25 for refeer, snatchin' up him and his people
He had his jeep bullet proof, with silencers on the desert eagle
Flipin' bricks in Gary Indiana
He had it locked down from the streets to the slammer
Only trusted Two things his trigger and his hammer
Used to be a bumb till had a six month run
Had a loss suit three G's the case was won
Met with Mexican hoya cop boya
Bought a barber shop, named it after C. Shaday
That's where they found his body
In a barber chair face down, bullets in his chest
Sliced apart from the waist down
Planned to sell his shop, stick hoya for everything he got
Take jewels and his fives
Then his shoes where cemented
Drop his body in the tide but hoya was wise
Even when he ain't around he got ears and eyes
Gotta stay a step ahead of this game to stay alive
(Chorus x2)
Always wanted things, always wanted cash
To Live fast, get the girls with the biggest ass
Fuck a 9 to 5, gotta drive a 5
Now that I got it, the hardest thing to do is stay alive
(Verse)
Cokehead Saundra, she grew in Gruwana
Her man was large and Saundra was his baby mama
Stayed in drama, fightin' with hood rats that he was fucking
No job, all day she did nothing
They son was 7 years old, she really was a wifee
First should she would transport blow overnight for a G
He paid up front, they layed up once
She got pregnant, she would dead it
She had a boy, named her son infinite after his father who did dirt
She didn't know disaster would follow
Capsules and bottles and crack in the back of his baga
He let her drive while he drove the Burgandy 5
He often talked about how he wants to murder these guys
From off of burger street, had nat workin' the street
Lifestyle richest nigga far from how he use to be
Never thought he'd rock diamonds, never took weakness for kindness
That's how he gradually grew
Did a favor for a favor, now the nigga in with the crew
And now he live major house in Dix Hills next to Brook Shields
With the cook and the maid shit was real
Saved his first bill, maid, and his bodega
Good luck playing 'sign on the paper', taping the window
Escaped from a would be kidnap
And slept and thought niggas fearless rep until he got wet
Would had the world in his hands, his girl did a scam
The owner's rich, is bonin' niggas to get rid of her man
Welcome to the game, baby
(Chorus x2)
Always wanted things, always wanted cash
To Live fast, get the girls with the biggest ass
Fuck a 9 to 5, gotta drive a 5
Now that I got it, the hardest thing to do is stay alive
The hardest thing to do is stay alive
The hardest thing to do is stay alive
The hardest thing to do is stay alive
