Chorus;It's the hard knock life for usIt's the hard
knock life for usInstead of treated we get trickedInstead of
kisses we get kickedIt's the hard knock life Talking: Check
the bassline out, uh huh Jiggauh huh uh huh uh huh yeah, let it
bump though Chorus It's the hard knock life for usIt's
the hard knock life for usInstead of treated we get
trickedInstead of kisses we get kickedIt's the hard knock
life [1st Verse]>From standin' on the corners
boppin'to drivin' some of the hottest cars New York
has ever seen,for droppin' some of the hottest verses
rappers ever heard,For the dope spot with the smoke lot
bringin' the murder scene,You know me well from nightmares
of a lonely cell my only hellBut since when y'all niggas
know me to fail?Fuck naw Where all my niggas with the rubber
grips or shots?And if you with me mama rub on ya tits & what
notI'm from the school of the hard knocks you must notlet
outsiders violate our blocks & my plotis stick up the world and
split it 50/50uh huh let's take the dough & stay real
trickyuh huh let's sip the Crist & get pissy pissyflow
infinitely like the memory of my nigga Biggie (Baby)You know
it's hell when I come throughThe Life & Times of Shawn
Carter nigga Volume 2Y'all niggas get ready (chorus comes
in) Chorus It's the hard knock life for usIt's the
hard knock life for usInstead of treated we get trickedInstead
of kisses we get kickedIt's the hard knock life [2 verse]I
flow for those throwed out all my niggaslocked down in a 10 by 4
controllin' the housewe livin' hard knocks we
don't take overwe borrow blocks burn 'em down & youcan
have it back daddy I'd rather thatI flow for chicks
wishin' they didn't haveto strip to pay tuition I see
ya vision mamaI put my money on the long shots all my ballers
that's born to clock Noone would be on top whether I
perform or not I went from lukewarm to hot sleepin' off of
? & cots to king sizebring machines to breathe firedecieve pies
let the thang between my eyes analyzelife's ills then I put
it down type real (it's a hard knock life)I'm tight
grill with the phony ...raappersy'all might feel we
homiesI'm like still "Y'all don't know me
shit."I'm tight grill when my situation ain't
improvin'I'm tryin' to murder everything
movin'Feel me (chorus comes in) Chorus It's the hard
knock life for usIt's the hard knock life for usInstead of
treated we get trickedInstead of kisses we get kickedIt's
the hard knock life [3rd Verse]I don't know how to sleep I
gotta eat stay on my toesgot a lot of beef so logically I prey
on my foesHustle still inside of me the far'hest
progressyou'd be hard pressed to find another rapper hot as
me I gave you prophecy on my first jointbut ya all lamed out
didn't really appreciate it'til the second one came
out so I strech the game outX'ed your name out put Jigga on
topand dropped albums nonstop for ya nigga Chorus It's the
hard knock life for usIt's the hard knock life for
usInstead of treated we get trickedInstead of kisses we get
kickedIt's the hard knock life Chorus It's the hard
knock life for usIt's the hard knock life for usInstead of
treated we get trickedInstead of kisses we get kickedIt's
the hard knock life Chorus It's the hard knock life for
usIt's the hard knock life for usInstead of treated we get
trickedInstead of kisses we get kicked It's the hard knock
life!