Post by [Explicit | Memories] on Jan 14, 2010 13:21:48 GMT -6
Hook: They know I go hard, and nobody's tellin' me different. I'm gettin' it how I'm livin, and if you don't see the vision go home, cause I'm ridin' like four tires, down to yo wires, until I retire, I'm a go hard (go hard, go hard, go hard), or I'm a go home (go home, go home, go home), Go Hard.
Verse: I'm go hard, sick of your repetition, spittin' what can only be described as a new breed of sicknin', you missin half of tha vision, the one Tha Chemist been gift'n, given to all you lames, pretendin' I'm not on the verge of quit'n, it's so quiet in my mind, especially when I'm out of my mind, out of time, out of place, even though I shine, like the Sun, I'm in Outer Space, I think I misplaced, that one last mistake, maybe these pills I take, maybe I win the case, maybe I buy a tech, and just f*ck up the whole place, f*ck my home state, I ain't leavin home base, f*ck first, second, third, haven't you f*ckin heard, every f*ckin word, oh God did I slurr, joke, I guess there is no hope, no rays through the smoke, maybe I'll choke, hit me a line of coke, pretend I was never born, like you pretend these words I never spoke. I never spoke? Never spoke...
Hook: They know I go hard, and nobody's tellin' me different. I'm gettin' it how I'm livin, and if you don't see the vision go home, cause I'm ridin' like four tires, down to yo wires, until I retire, I'm a go hard (go hard, go hard, go hard), or I'm a go home (go home, go home, go home), Go Hard.
Verse: No wonder we're all to blame, share'n all of the shame, you think it's a d**n game, this sh*t drive's me insane, forget all of you lames, I'm goin' over to the White House, cause just like when it rains, me and the Secret Service Go Hard, God Bless Video Games! Pushin ideas, into all of our brains, like I can fly, I can shoot web, I can Go hard, I f*ck a h**ker, kill her, and get a refund like Wal Mart, where did this all start, how did I go from broke and bein' white, to an all star, and spokesman for being right? I'm the "Truth"? That's a definite, real like the new testimate, Young Gutta, I'm rep'n it, T.U.Q. I'm the president, east side a resident, ya girl's ass I'm checkin it, ya whole cd, I'm disrespectin' it. You should've known, the first time ya heard me, ya had to observe me, I'm an irregular observation, nickname discrimination, I'm a blazin'n Caucasian, with every intention on a*s r*pe'n this nation. So sue me, I'm a white, southern redneck republican, terrorist in the makin!
Hook: They know I go hard, and nobody's tellin' me different. I'm gettin' it how I'm livin, and if you don't see the vision go home, cause I'm ridin' like four tires, down to yo wires, until I retire, I'm a go hard (go hard, go hard, go hard), or I'm a go home (go home, go home, go home), Go Hard.
Verse: I'm go hard, sick of your repetition, spittin' what can only be described as a new breed of sicknin', you missin half of tha vision, the one Tha Chemist been gift'n, given to all you lames, pretendin' I'm not on the verge of quit'n, it's so quiet in my mind, especially when I'm out of my mind, out of time, out of place, even though I shine, like the Sun, I'm in Outer Space, I think I misplaced, that one last mistake, maybe these pills I take, maybe I win the case, maybe I buy a tech, and just f*ck up the whole place, f*ck my home state, I ain't leavin home base, f*ck first, second, third, haven't you f*ckin heard, every f*ckin word, oh God did I slurr, joke, I guess there is no hope, no rays through the smoke, maybe I'll choke, hit me a line of coke, pretend I was never born, like you pretend these words I never spoke. I never spoke? Never spoke...
Hook: They know I go hard, and nobody's tellin' me different. I'm gettin' it how I'm livin, and if you don't see the vision go home, cause I'm ridin' like four tires, down to yo wires, until I retire, I'm a go hard (go hard, go hard, go hard), or I'm a go home (go home, go home, go home), Go Hard.
Verse: No wonder we're all to blame, share'n all of the shame, you think it's a d**n game, this sh*t drive's me insane, forget all of you lames, I'm goin' over to the White House, cause just like when it rains, me and the Secret Service Go Hard, God Bless Video Games! Pushin ideas, into all of our brains, like I can fly, I can shoot web, I can Go hard, I f*ck a h**ker, kill her, and get a refund like Wal Mart, where did this all start, how did I go from broke and bein' white, to an all star, and spokesman for being right? I'm the "Truth"? That's a definite, real like the new testimate, Young Gutta, I'm rep'n it, T.U.Q. I'm the president, east side a resident, ya girl's ass I'm checkin it, ya whole cd, I'm disrespectin' it. You should've known, the first time ya heard me, ya had to observe me, I'm an irregular observation, nickname discrimination, I'm a blazin'n Caucasian, with every intention on a*s r*pe'n this nation. So sue me, I'm a white, southern redneck republican, terrorist in the makin!
Hook: They know I go hard, and nobody's tellin' me different. I'm gettin' it how I'm livin, and if you don't see the vision go home, cause I'm ridin' like four tires, down to yo wires, until I retire, I'm a go hard (go hard, go hard, go hard), or I'm a go home (go home, go home, go home), Go Hard.