I put a pen to the paper,
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This time as visual as possible,
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Guns blast at the hospital,
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The walls are white washed with tin rooftops,
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To show love you lick two shots,
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It's dangerous man,
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Journalists hire gunmen there's violent women,
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Kids trust no one cause fire burnt them,
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Refugees die in boats, headed for peace,
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Is anyone scared of death here' Not in the least,
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I walk by the old lady selling coconuts under the tree,
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Life is cheap here but wisdom is free,
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The beach boys hang on the side, leaning with pride,
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Scam artists and gangsters fiendin to fight,
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I walk with three kids that can't wait to meet God
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Lately, that's Bucktooth, Mohamed and Crybaby,
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What they do everyday just to eat lord have mercy,
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Strapped with an AK and they blood thirsty...
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So what's hardcore? Really, are you hardcore? Hmm.
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So what's hardcore? Really, are you hardcore? Hmm.
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We begin our day by the way of the gun,
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Rocket propelled grenades blow you away if you front,
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We got no police ambulance or fire fighters,
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We start riots by burning car tires,
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They looting, and everybody start shooting,
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Bullshit politicians talking bout solutions, but it's all talk,
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You can't go half a block with a road block,
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You don't pay at the road block you get your throat shot,
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And each road block is set up by these gangsters,
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And different gangsters go by different standards,
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For example, the evening is a no go,
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Unless you wanna wear a bullet like a logo,
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In the day you should never take the alleyway,
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The only thing that validates you is the AK,
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They chew on Jad it's sorta like coco leafs,
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And there ain't no police...
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So what's hardcore? Really, are you hardcore? Hmm.
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So what's hardcore? Really, are you hardcore? Hmm.
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I'm a spit these verses cause I feel annoyed,
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And I'm not gonna quit till I fill the void,
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If I rhyme about home and got descriptive,
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I'd make Fifty Cent look like Limp Biskit,
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It's true, and don't make me rhyme about you,
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I'm from where the kids is addicted to glue,
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Get ready, he got a good grip on the machete,
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Make rappers say they do it for love like R-Kelly,
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It's HARD, harder than Harlem and Compton intertwined,
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Harder than harboring Bin Laden and rewind,
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"to that earlier part when I was kinda like"
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We begin our day by the way of the gun,
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Rocket propelled grenades blow you away if you front,
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We got no police ambulances or fire fighters,
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We start riots by burning car tires,
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They looting, and everybody starting shooting...
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So what's hardcore? Really, are you hardcore? Hmm.
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So what's hardcore? Really, are you hardcore? Hmm.
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What's Hardcore?
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| K'naan |
