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2pac - it aint easy [slowed + reverb]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
2Pac
2Pac
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tony Pizarro
Tony Pizarro
Songwriter
Tupac Shakur
Tupac Shakur
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tony Pizarro
Tony Pizarro
Producer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Keepin' it real I take a shot of Hennessy Now I'm strong enough to face the madness Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash Phone calls from my niggaz 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 12 gauge to the brain Arguments with my boo is true I spend mo' time with my niggaz than I do with you But everywhere it's the same thang, that's the game I'll be damned if a thang changed, fuck the fame I'll be hustling to make a million 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, uh 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 till the sunrise gettin' high Watchin' the cops roll by It ain't easy, that's right 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 I can't sleep, niggaz plottin' on to 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 the way it is, even now Lookin' out for these killer kids, 'cause they wild Bill Clinton can you recognize a nigga representin' Doin' 20 to life in San Quentin Gettin' calls from my nigga Mike Tyson, ain't nuttin' nice "Yo 'Pac, do somethin' righteous witcha life And even though you innocent you still a nigga, 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 niggaz free on the block But no it ain't easy 'Til I see my niggaz free, on the block, oh 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 It's the 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 dollar So my apoli', 'cause these hard times make me wanna holler Will I live to see tomorrow, am I fallin' off? I hit the weed and then proceed to say, "Fuck all of y'all" Ain't nobody down with me, I'm thuggin', I can't go home 'Cause muh-fuckers 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 nuts to replace me Sittin' in this, livin' hell, listenin' to niggaz yell Tryin' to torture 'em to tell, I'm gettin' mail But ain't nobody sayin' much The same old nuts is makin' bucks while these sluts is gettin' fucked 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
Writer(s): Tupac Amaru Shakur, Tony Pizarro Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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