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  1. I Come Up Hard

From the recordings Prison Art and Prison Art

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I Come Up Hard

I Come Up Hard... So Hard... So Hard... I’m Talkin’ Murder Charge... Credit Cards... Smack a Prison Guard... I’m Talkin’ Ghetto Scars... Ever Mention Any Prison Bars... I Come Up Hard... So Hard... So Hard... I’m Talkin’ Murder Charge... Credit Cards... Smack a Prison Guard... I’m Talkin’ Ghetto Scars... Ever Mention Any Prison Bars... You don’t wanna Know about Taurus on the Yard... You don’t wanna Know about Taurus On The Yard...




V.1
Cash University... Before the Game Excepted Me... I’m trapped in Adversity...
The Hood started Nursin me...

Abuses as a Child only bringing out the Worse In Me... So they should’ve Murdered Me...

Cuz now your Boi a Monster... I’ll separate your Brains from your Skull and Go Bonkers...

Separate your Mind and your Thoughts from your Thinkin’... Eyes like yours Won’t be doin’ any Blinkin’...

You don’t wanna Be a Rottin’ corpse somewhere stinkin’... Stay outta My Water ‘for your Ship start to Sinkin’...

I can tell you Nuttin but a Pussy in some Wolf’s Clothin’... I Don’t give a What Brand of Pistols you been Holdin’...

You don’t wanna see me... yea I bet you end up Foldin... when I Empty out the Clips you won’t even Know I loaded...

Gave my Heart to this Life and Spillin’ Blood in the Process... Workin’ for the Mob and Lived a Life that was Toxic... Workin for the Mob and Lived a Life that was Toxic...




I Come Up Hard... So Hard... So Hard... I’m Talkin’ Murder Charge... Credit Cards... Smack a Prison Guard... I’m Talkin’ Ghetto Scars... Ever Mention Any Prison Bars... I Come Up Hard... So Hard... So Hard... I’m Talkin’ Murder Charge... Credit Cards... Smack a Prison Guard... I’m Talkin’ Ghetto Scars... Ever Mention Any Prison Bars... You don’t wanna Know about Taurus on the Yard... You don’t wanna Know about Taurus On The Yard...



V.2
What if I... Gave you my Troubles and a Kit to Go with it... Like a Fifty and a Crown Vic with the Windows Tinted...

Would you Protect me and my Dreams and Give the DeTex drama... Way I ProTect both of my Seeds... spare my sons from the Trauma...

This Shordy Shonda had a Crush on me... I Crushed her Intentions... it’s safe to say a Hard Hustler ain’t got Nothin but Vengeance...

And in Remembrance of all the Merch... I sold to the Clucks... I named my Clientele as Such... yea I done seen a Few Bucks...

And why you Idolizin’ them... looks like I’m the Success... Dirty Deeds on my Head and ain’t took None to the Chest...

So if I gave you my Friendship... to Ponder a Second... Would you Honor what I’m Spittin’ for how Real that I Kept It...

Peer Pressure for a Scoundrel... told my Peers I’ll wet you... Leave you dead where I found you... so you No Longer a Skeptic...

Potnah... Picture how I came up... the Flames and the Failures... then ReWind the Whole Rap Game... that’s Only the Trailer...




I Come Up Hard... So Hard... So Hard... I’m Talkin’ Murder Charge... Credit Cards... Smack a Prison Guard... I’m Talkin’ Ghetto Scars... Ever Mention Any Prison Bars... I Come Up Hard... So Hard... So Hard... I’m Talkin’ Murder Charge... Credit Cards... Smack a Prison Guard... I’m Talkin’ Ghetto Scars... Ever Mention Any Prison Bars... You don’t wanna Know about Taurus on the Yard... You don’t wanna Know about Taurus On The Yard...



V.3
They say Drugs affect your Neurons... Give you side Effects... I sold Coke and Heron got a Lesson in Projects...

Violatin’ Safety Codes... A Health Hazard for Kids... the Hood’s a Health Hazard... Guns at your Head or your Ribs...

You ever had Twelve Stick a Fo’Fifth in your Mouth... and tell you Fred Hampton died about a Few Blocks South...

A weakness means early Coffins... Basic skills for a Hustler... the World’s Watchin’ me to... Catch Up... on all of the Mustard...

Screenshots from the Stardom... I’m a Star in the Makin’... I been a Star from out the gate... yea.. since Brian and Nathan...

I seen a Game Cube... a Thousand Grams and Figured it’s Faster... Customizin’ Old Skools and Chuckin’ Deuce to the Pastor...

Google Map my old Stompin’ Grounds... Pain and MisFortune... had to Choose a Box of Rounds or Succumb to the Torture...

Vaccination for a Hustler... Up and Comin’ and Vicious... Imagine Life once I left from out the Pediatricians...




I Come Up Hard... So Hard... So Hard... I’m Talkin’ Murder Charge... Credit Cards... Smack a Prison Guard... I’m Talkin’ Ghetto Scars... Ever Mention Any Prison Bars... I Come Up Hard... So Hard... So Hard... I’m Talkin’ Murder Charge... Credit Cards... Smack a Prison Guard... I’m Talkin’ Ghetto Scars... Ever Mention Any Prison Bars... You don’t wanna Know about Taurus on the Yard... You don’t wanna Know about Taurus On The Yard...