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歌詞
[Verse 1]
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
Hard times, hard times
[Verse 2]
You never know how much you miss a person
Until they gone
Like to hear it? Here it go
I'm rehearsing, gotta sing my song
I know I've done some wrong
But I can't get right
'Cause life is like a big fight
I'm stickin' and movin'
Tryin' to get my shit right
[Verse 3]
My family's been hounding me
Friends they done turned against me
Kinda like they hearts was on a full tank
But now they empty
And they say I've changed
But like twins, I'm just the same
It's because of my job
Mo' money, mo' prob in this dirty game
[Verse 4]
This industry's fucked up
That's right I said it
And it's fake as ever
Keep real **** around me
Stay spaced age forever
Papa, I never went an' jumped the broom
Never got that one degree
But if you look down from heaven
You still be proud of me
[Verse 5]
Your son was DUI
But my mama made it by
I didn't shed no tears when you left me
But the rest of the family cried
Trials and tribulations
Ruin my concentration
Losing my patience
Hard times for goodness sake and
[Verse 6]
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
Hard times, hard times
[Verse 7]
As this Valium slowly starts to kick in
Them subconscious subliminal thoughts start tickin'
This world world around me
Diseased and crumblin'
Babies doin' dope 'cause daddy
Did it right in front of them
[Verse 8]
Everybody wanna blame music for they bad kids
Sitting up in the court
Talking 'bout, Eminem made me do what I did
My own hard times rolled in like the fog
Try to think of others
But I can't get past my own thoughts
[Verse 9]
My mama, in 1967, picking cotton
While other black was getting liberated, boycottin'
My old man was a player
Ain't no hiding that
He started tootin'
Then he graduated to smoking crack
[Verse 10]
I never saw him
Never needed to see that muhfucker
He left me and my mother stuck
Down here in this fuckin' gutter
I tattooed it on my arm
So I can't forget it
It's in my mind and my heart, so I'm forever with it
[Verse 11]
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
Hard times, hard times
[Verse 12]
A drum machine, the old four track
And a pack of new tapes
In the middle of 1988 in a corner cafe
We made beats, and hung with old heads
And stayed out late at night
Do talent shows, four way split the dough
That was our way of life
[Verse 13]
My mama stayed home
Full time so she could raise me
Knowing without a household father
Things could get crazy
Sometimes I listened
Sometimes I thought I knew it all
But nevertheless
Mama was with me through it all
[Verse 14]
I graduated out of nothin'
Not outta school
It was, like, twelve, thirteen, fourteen years
I'm thinking, cool
I might as well be focusing
On me tryin' to get paid
Using these rhymes I been writing
Since in the seventh grade
[Verse 15]
Our team played
And had physical sex with minimum wage
It was just like a piece of pussy
It fucked me long as I stayed
But still I prayed
Lord, I'm drowning, please help me out the water
It can't get no harder
Help me to get back up and get my shit tomorrow
[Verse 16]
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
Hard times, hard times
[Verse 17]
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
I'm tryna make it through these hard times
Hard times, hard times
Written by: Christopher Bridges, Johnny Mollings, Laurence Mizell, Lenny Mollings, Marlon Goodwin, Premro Smith