[00:01.680][Ad-lib]
[00:02.510]Keepin' it real
[00:04.900][Verse 1]
[00:20.200]I take a shot of Hennessy, now I'm strong enough to face the madness
[00:23.590]Nickel bag full of cess shit laced with hash
[00:26.100]Phone calls from my ****ers on the other side
[00:28.860]Two childhood friends just died, I couldn't cry
[00:31.860]A damn shame, when will we ever change?
[00:34.500]And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brain?
[00:37.200]Arguments with my Boo, it's true
[00:39.230]I spend mo' time with my ****ers than I do with you
[00:41.880]But everywhere it's the same thang, that's the game
[00:44.570]I'll be damned if a thang changed, **** the fame
[00:47.190]I'll be hustlin' to make a mill-ion
[00:49.230]Lord knows ain't no love for us ghetto children
[00:51.940]So we cold, Rag-top slowin' down, time to stop for gas
[00:55.270]Beep my horn for a hoochie with a proper ass, uhh
[00:58.460]It ain't easy, that's my motto
[01:00.740]Drinkin' Tanqueray straight out the bottle
[01:02.600]Everybody wanna know if I'm insane
[01:05.120]My baby mama gotta mind full of silly games
[01:07.890]And all the drama got me stressin' like I'm hopeless
[01:10.550]I can't cope me and the homies smokin' roaches
[01:13.270]Cause we broke late night hangin' out 'til the sunrise gettin' high
[01:17.190]Watchin' the cops roll by
[01:19.120]It ain't easy... that's right... it ain't easy
[01:25.890][Hook]
[01:26.660]...Easy, being me
[01:27.400]Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free?
[01:30.560]It ain't easy, being me
[01:32.430]Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free?
[01:35.860]It ain't easy, being me
[01:37.820]Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free?
[01:40.570][Verse 2]
[01:40.810]I can't sleep, ****ers plottin' on me, kill me while I'm dreamin'
[01:43.000]Wake up sweaty and screamin', cause I can hear them suckers schemin'
[01:45.720]Probably paranoid, problem is, them punks be fantasizin'
[01:48.490]A brother bite the bullet, open fire and I died
[01:51.000]I wonder why this just the way it is
[01:53.010]Even now lookin' out for these killa kids
[01:55.730]Cause they wild
[01:56.670]Bill Clinton can you recognize a ****er representin'
[01:59.130]Doin' twenty to life in San Quentin
[02:01.370]Gettin' calls from my ****er Mike Tyson, ain't nuttin' nice
[02:04.500]Yo 'Pac, do something righteous witcha life
[02:06.390]And even though you're innocent you still a ****er, so they figure, rather have you behind bars than triggers
[02:12.020]But I'm hold ya down and holla Thug Life
[02:14.300]Lickin' shots 'til I see my ****ers free on the block
[02:17.420]But no it ain't easy, hahahah
[02:20.660]'Til I see my ****ers free on the block, uh
[02:23.070]It ain't easy
[02:24.690][Hook]
[02:29.500]It ain't easy, being me
[02:31.080]Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free?
[02:34.480]It ain't easy, being me
[02:36.410]Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free?
[02:39.910]It ain't easy, being me
[02:41.660]Will I see the penitentiary?..
[02:43.380][Verse 3]
[02:43.610]Lately been reminiscin'
[02:44.170]'Bout Peppermint Schnapps in Junior High hit the block
[02:46.980]Keep an eye on the cops while D-Boys slang rocks
[02:49.730]Just a project kid without a conscience, I'm havin' dreams
[02:52.820]Of hearin' screams at my concerts
[02:54.540]Me and all my childhood peers through the years tryin' to stack a little green
[02:58.330]I was only seventeen, when I started servin' fiends
[03:01.170]And I wish there was another way to stack a dolla
[03:03.380]Sold my Impala cause these hard times make me wanna holla
[03:06.360]Will I live to see tomorrow, am I fallin' off?
[03:08.780]I hit the weed and then proceed to say **** all of y'all
[03:11.360]Ain't nobody down with me I'm thuggin'
[03:13.060]I can't go home 'cause muh-****ers think I'm buggin'
[03:15.650]So now I'm in this high powered cell at the county jail
[03:18.840]Punk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail
[03:21.520]What, do I do in these county blues
[03:24.000]Gettin' battered and bruised by the you know who
[03:26.580]And these fakes get to shakin' when they face me
[03:29.080]Snakes ain't got enough n**s to replace me
[03:31.800]Sittin' in this livin' hell, listenin' to ****ers yell
[03:35.410]Tryna torture 'em to tell, I'm gettin' mail
[03:38.130]But ain't nobody sayin' much, the same old n**s
[03:40.710]Is makin' bucks while these s***s is gettin' ****ed
[03:42.950]They violated my probation
[03:44.740]And it seems I'll be goin' on a long vacation
[03:48.010]Meanwhile it ain't easy..
[03:53.190]No it ain't easy
[03:54.400][Hook]
[03:54.670]It ain't easy, being me
[03:56.040]Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free?
[03:59.250]It ain't easy, being me
[04:01.210]Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free?
[04:04.520]It ain't easy, being me
[04:06.530]Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free?
[04:09.860]It ain't easy, being me
[04:11.800]Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free?
[04:15.080]It ain't easy, being me
[04:17.140]Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free?
[04:20.520]It ain't easy, being me
[04:22.440]Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free?
[04:26.520]

Keepin' it real
I take a shot of Hennessy, now I'm strong enough to face the madness
Nickel bag full of cess shit laced with hash
Phone calls from my ****ers on the other side
Two childhood friends just died, I couldn't cry
A damn shame, when will we ever change?
And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brain?
Arguments with my Boo, it's true
I spend mo' time with my ****ers than I do with you
But everywhere it's the same thang, that's the game
I'll be damned if a thang changed, **** the fame
I'll be hustlin' to make a mill-ion
Lord knows ain't no love for us ghetto children
So we cold, Rag-top slowin' down, time to stop for gas
Beep my horn for a hoochie with a proper ass, uhh
It ain't easy, that's my motto
Drinkin' Tanqueray straight out the bottle
Everybody wanna know if I'm insane
My baby mama gotta mind full of silly games
And all the drama got me stressin' like I'm hopeless
I can't cope me and the homies smokin' roaches
Cause we broke late night hangin' out 'til the sunrise gettin' high
Watchin' the cops roll by
It ain't easy... that's right... it ain't easy
...Easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free?
It ain't easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free?
It ain't easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free?
I can't sleep, ****ers plottin' on me, kill me while I'm dreamin'
Wake up sweaty and screamin', cause I can hear them suckers schemin'
Probably paranoid, problem is, them punks be fantasizin'
A brother bite the bullet, open fire and I died
I wonder why this just the way it is
Even now lookin' out for these killa kids
Cause they wild
Bill Clinton can you recognize a ****er representin'
Doin' twenty to life in San Quentin
Gettin' calls from my ****er Mike Tyson, ain't nuttin' nice
Yo 'Pac, do something righteous witcha life
And even though you're innocent you still a ****er, so they figure, rather have you behind bars than triggers
But I'm hold ya down and holla Thug Life
Lickin' shots 'til I see my ****ers free on the block
But no it ain't easy, hahahah
'Til I see my ****ers free on the block, uh
It ain't easy
It ain't easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free?
It ain't easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free?
It ain't easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary?..
Lately been reminiscin'
'Bout Peppermint Schnapps in Junior High hit the block
Keep an eye on the cops while D-Boys slang rocks
Just a project kid without a conscience, I'm havin' dreams
Of hearin' screams at my concerts
Me and all my childhood peers through the years tryin' to stack a little green
I was only seventeen, when I started servin' fiends
And I wish there was another way to stack a dolla
Sold my Impala cause these hard times make me wanna holla
Will I live to see tomorrow, am I fallin' off?
I hit the weed and then proceed to say **** all of y'all
Ain't nobody down with me I'm thuggin'
I can't go home 'cause muh-****ers think I'm buggin'
So now I'm in this high powered cell at the county jail
Punk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail
What, do I do in these county blues
Gettin' battered and bruised by the you know who
And these fakes get to shakin' when they face me
Snakes ain't got enough n**s to replace me
Sittin' in this livin' hell, listenin' to ****ers yell
Tryna torture 'em to tell, I'm gettin' mail
But ain't nobody sayin' much, the same old n**s
Is makin' bucks while these s***s is gettin' ****ed
They violated my probation
And it seems I'll be goin' on a long vacation
Meanwhile it ain't easy..
No it ain't easy
It ain't easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free?
It ain't easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free?
It ain't easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free?
It ain't easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free?
It ain't easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free?
It ain't easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free?