Lyrics:
S Link Hard Song

in rhyme I preach to each to get off your ass, stand on your feet 'Cause everyday it's niggas lyin' dead in the street We stuck in our ways, it's different

's hard to keep my pants on, the last don; I last Long like sad songs, mad strong Known for breaking hearts and back bones, act grown, Cause ain't no chaperones in sight It's

, freeze me.. The way fings are goin' I might die easy.. I hate MC's that come out with dead line's like 'I shoot crack and guns' that's cheesy.. -Dappy

(Gangsta) I'ma gangsta Yo, yo, take a journey through my life Walk through the nights with me It's a long road ahead of us, I hope that your night's

blast The hard drop rip is a hostile swing Kiss my Redemption with a fist full of sting Swift with the gifts, it's the God Body Squad It's not a myth

Arabic link, Cartier on the arm Nigga fresh off work release, Hercules Nigga fuck the deez, we blazin' trees Capone bag the keys, let's move like a gypsy It's

bodies in crushed buildings Terror squad's everywhere, it's just us illin (and it don't stop!) [cuban link] I got rubies on my uzi's and gems on my mack

it's on nigga, bring the drama to ya lawn nigga Tell ya mama bye bye, get ready to mourn sista, it's a See what you got here's a full blown twister You

tryin' to give you some lip Not trip It's too much gossip on the phone Need to tell 'em ho's to find some dick on they own What's wrong? Same old song