It's Hard Songtext
von Giggs

(You already know)
(And the man do it scary man)
(Shoutout to Jazzy Bazz)
(I′ll show you)
(Yeah)
I've been on my knees
Said I′ve been on my knees
Prayed for better days
Ooh

Well, tell me how long shall they kill our prophets?
Martin said he'd been right to the top of the mountain
(And tell 'em the [?])
And why′s it such a crime bein′ brown skin?
Oh, but the old shackles done
We risin' up again (Ah)


I′m up again
Suffered now and suffered then
But fuck it, now it's us and them (Fuck it)
Never see me followin′ no fuckin' trends
It′s big Hollow with a couple gems (Yeah)
Socially, socially distant and emotionally
They know that I'm different and I'm openly
In a zone with a difference and there′s hope for me

Tears from a realineer, fears that
Another Black man′s gonna disappear (Yeah)
They don't care about Blacks ′cause they're killin′ bare
Goldilocks just broke in, bet they kill a bear

And that's where I rap
Nah, that′s where we been and still the facts (Yeah)
That's why we never wear your hat

It's weird because they′re scared of Black
Scared for the brothers (Brothers)
Scared for the mothers (Mothers)
Fears gettin′ smothered

Tea's in the kitchen, dreams in the rubbish
Fears in the cupboard
Man gettin′ rub out, where's all the rubbers?
Man gonna bug out ′cause where's all the others?
Man get the fuck out, swears then he utters
Nobody′s guilty turns then he blubbers


I feel it deep (Deep)
Don't wanna wake up 'cause I′m still asleep (Yeah)
They got me waist up ′cause I'm in the street
I watch the chain flash but I′m skin and teeth (Yeah)
Got your makeup on, you're feelin′ sweet (Sweet)
You got your lace fronts or you spin your weave
Watch the birds 'nuff, studyin′ the bees
She may be light skinned but I love my queens

Car then I'm bouncin'
Far from announcements, far from announcin′ (Trust)
Calm when I′m pouncin'

It′s hard bein' brown skin (Hard)

Load up the petrol
Yes, I do mean harm when I douse him (Ah)
All my kids, they′ve got houses (Houses)

Nigga came far from the housin' (Yeah)
(Tell me how long shall they kill our prophets?)
Typical, it′s a difficult one, yeah, it's difficult (Trust)
Ninety-one Psalm, yeah, it's biblical
How dare you disrespect me with your ridicule? (Ah)
They always tell me that I′m miserable
I′m just a spiritual guy in the physical (Ah)
It's pitiful times and it′s critical
Political guys turn invisible

Tell me how long shall they kill our prophets?
Martin said he'd been right to the top of the mountain
Tell me why′s it such a crime just bein' brown skin?
Oh, but the old shackles done
We risin′ up again
Well, tell me how long shall they kill our prophets?
Martin said he'd been right to the top of the mountain
And why's it such a crime bein′ brown skin?
Oh, but the old shackles done
We risin′ up again