I got hard times Two up on the subway a long way to go To get to leicester
A hard the one you gotta cross The one you gotta To get you
Michael's on his way to pay syndication A ? ? ? and his backstreet education The 8-ball him low show It's crystal clear it ain't so great for those who become broken in yeah
I got I got no mind for... I got no insight, I got no I got nothing that you want, so away from here
The clockers(? ) that swamp us now, the prime objective: fear To rob us for some different ? ? ? places no one The begins to grow ? ? ? so He ? ? ?
I got I got no mind for... I got no insight, I got no I got nothing that you want, so stay away here
Yeah!!!
Ah no no!!! Ah no!!! Ah no no no no!!!
I got some times Two up on the subway It's a way to go To get to square
A hard It's the one you cross The one you gotta To get you
Mike gets whipped, his boy-face slapped a cheap cigar His gang could sing they're always seeing the trouble from afar He act so (? apropos? ) ? ? ? He makes his then jumps in Joint to the backseat with a bottle of beer (? mulatto )
I got I got no for... nothing I got no insight, I got no I got nothing that you want, so stay away here
Yeah!!!
Ah no no!!! Ah no!!! Ah no no no no
I got some times Two up on the subway a long way to go To get to leicester
A line It's the one you cross The one you cross To get you
Yeah!!!
You see I got I got no mind for... I got no insight, I got no I got that you want, so stay away from here