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INTERPRÉTATION
D.M.C.
Chant
Jam Master Jay
DJ
Orange Krush
Tous les instruments
Rev Run
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Lawrence Smith
Paroles/Composition
Darryl McDaniels
Paroles/Composition
Joseph Simmons
Paroles/Composition
William Waring
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Russell Simmons
Production
Larry Smith
Production
Roddey Hui
Assistance de production
Herb Powers
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
Hard times spreading just like the flu
Watch out homeboy, don't let it catch you
P-p-prices go up, don't let your pocket go down
When you got short money, you're stuck on the ground
Turn around, get ready, keep your eye on the prize
And be on point for the future shock
Hard times
Hard times
Hard times are coming to your town
So stay alert, don't let them get you down
They tell you times are tough, you hear that times are hard
But when you work for that ace, you know you pulled the right card
Hard times got our pockets all in chains
I'll tell you what, homeboy, it don't have my brain
All day I have to work at my peak
Because I need that dollar every day of the weak
Hard times
Hard times can take you on a natural trip
So keep your balance and don't you slip
Hard times is nothing new on me
I'm gonna use my strong mentality
Like the cream of the crop, like the crop of the cream
B-b-beating hard times, that is my theme
Hard times in life, hard times in death
I'm gonna keep on fighting to my very last breath
Hard times
Hard times
Hard times
Hard times
Hard times
Hard times
Hard times
Writer(s): Joseph Ward Simmons, Lawrence Smith, William Waring, Darryl Matthews Mcdaniels
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