Song | Go Hard Or Go Home |
Artist | Little Jackie |
Album | The Stoop |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
We tough as nails in my family | |
You mess with them, yo, you messin’ with me | |
Wouldn't believe the shit we've been through | |
Mark my words, better me than you | |
We was brought up in a battle ground | |
Every third day, thugs be comin’ around | |
They been sent the way ‘cause we were bound | |
To bear the burden of what went down | |
It was our business | |
Even if it hurt we were self righteous | |
Social services parked outside | |
Tried to take us away | |
Mama wouldn't abide, na, na, na | |
We've laughed and we've cried | |
Through the hardships we've been tied | |
You gotta chose your battles right | |
Know when to forfeit, know when to fight | |
We get a little bit closer every time we ride | |
A little bit tougher every time we die | |
A little better ‘cause at least we tried | |
A little bit nicer ‘cause we know we fly | |
That's how we roll in my family | |
To add insult to injury | |
If you use a knife, cut straight to bone | |
Go hard or go home | |
A couple cuts and bruises were easy to hide | |
Sun glasses hide a black eye | |
But you can't run away from a black soul | |
So many secrets we never told | |
Why your clothes be dirty? | |
Why your hair all messy? | |
Why you look so ill? | |
Couldn't pay the water bill | |
Had to keep the light on for the homework | |
So excuse us, we got a couple of quirks | |
I trivialize ‘cause the truth hurts | |
So much more than a little dirt | |
Even if it's all bottled up inside | |
It's a lot more noble than a suicide | |
We survive, we alive, we got pride | |
We be tight | |
You know we ride to a certain degree | |
To keep that shit in the family | |
We get a little bit closer every time we ride | |
A little bit tougher every time we die | |
A little better ‘cause at least we tried | |
A little bit nicer ‘cause we know we fly | |
That's how we roll in my family | |
To add insult to injury | |
If you use a knife, cut straight to bone | |
Go hard or go home | |
It takes a lot more courage to love | |
Than it does to hate | |
Anyone who's got a family can relate | |
Ain't never really dissipates | |
May take my whole life to get it straight | |
But it makes me who | |
I amAnd I wouldn't trade that for nothin’ | |
We get a little bit closer every time we ride | |
A little bit tougher every time we die | |
A little better ‘cause at least we tried | |
A little bit nicer ‘cause we know we fly | |
That's how we roll in my family | |
To add insult to injury | |
If you use a knife, cut straight to bone | |
Go hard or go home |
We tough as nails in my family | |
You mess with them, yo, you messin' with me | |
Wouldn' t believe the shit we' ve been through | |
Mark my words, better me than you | |
We was brought up in a battle ground | |
Every third day, thugs be comin' around | |
They been sent the way ' cause we were bound | |
To bear the burden of what went down | |
It was our business | |
Even if it hurt we were self righteous | |
Social services parked outside | |
Tried to take us away | |
Mama wouldn' t abide, na, na, na | |
We' ve laughed and we' ve cried | |
Through the hardships we' ve been tied | |
You gotta chose your battles right | |
Know when to forfeit, know when to fight | |
We get a little bit closer every time we ride | |
A little bit tougher every time we die | |
A little better ' cause at least we tried | |
A little bit nicer ' cause we know we fly | |
That' s how we roll in my family | |
To add insult to injury | |
If you use a knife, cut straight to bone | |
Go hard or go home | |
A couple cuts and bruises were easy to hide | |
Sun glasses hide a black eye | |
But you can' t run away from a black soul | |
So many secrets we never told | |
Why your clothes be dirty? | |
Why your hair all messy? | |
Why you look so ill? | |
Couldn' t pay the water bill | |
Had to keep the light on for the homework | |
So excuse us, we got a couple of quirks | |
I trivialize ' cause the truth hurts | |
So much more than a little dirt | |
Even if it' s all bottled up inside | |
It' s a lot more noble than a suicide | |
We survive, we alive, we got pride | |
We be tight | |
You know we ride to a certain degree | |
To keep that shit in the family | |
We get a little bit closer every time we ride | |
A little bit tougher every time we die | |
A little better ' cause at least we tried | |
A little bit nicer ' cause we know we fly | |
That' s how we roll in my family | |
To add insult to injury | |
If you use a knife, cut straight to bone | |
Go hard or go home | |
It takes a lot more courage to love | |
Than it does to hate | |
Anyone who' s got a family can relate | |
Ain' t never really dissipates | |
May take my whole life to get it straight | |
But it makes me who | |
I amAnd I wouldn' t trade that for nothin' | |
We get a little bit closer every time we ride | |
A little bit tougher every time we die | |
A little better ' cause at least we tried | |
A little bit nicer ' cause we know we fly | |
That' s how we roll in my family | |
To add insult to injury | |
If you use a knife, cut straight to bone | |
Go hard or go home |
We tough as nails in my family | |
You mess with them, yo, you messin' with me | |
Wouldn' t believe the shit we' ve been through | |
Mark my words, better me than you | |
We was brought up in a battle ground | |
Every third day, thugs be comin' around | |
They been sent the way ' cause we were bound | |
To bear the burden of what went down | |
It was our business | |
Even if it hurt we were self righteous | |
Social services parked outside | |
Tried to take us away | |
Mama wouldn' t abide, na, na, na | |
We' ve laughed and we' ve cried | |
Through the hardships we' ve been tied | |
You gotta chose your battles right | |
Know when to forfeit, know when to fight | |
We get a little bit closer every time we ride | |
A little bit tougher every time we die | |
A little better ' cause at least we tried | |
A little bit nicer ' cause we know we fly | |
That' s how we roll in my family | |
To add insult to injury | |
If you use a knife, cut straight to bone | |
Go hard or go home | |
A couple cuts and bruises were easy to hide | |
Sun glasses hide a black eye | |
But you can' t run away from a black soul | |
So many secrets we never told | |
Why your clothes be dirty? | |
Why your hair all messy? | |
Why you look so ill? | |
Couldn' t pay the water bill | |
Had to keep the light on for the homework | |
So excuse us, we got a couple of quirks | |
I trivialize ' cause the truth hurts | |
So much more than a little dirt | |
Even if it' s all bottled up inside | |
It' s a lot more noble than a suicide | |
We survive, we alive, we got pride | |
We be tight | |
You know we ride to a certain degree | |
To keep that shit in the family | |
We get a little bit closer every time we ride | |
A little bit tougher every time we die | |
A little better ' cause at least we tried | |
A little bit nicer ' cause we know we fly | |
That' s how we roll in my family | |
To add insult to injury | |
If you use a knife, cut straight to bone | |
Go hard or go home | |
It takes a lot more courage to love | |
Than it does to hate | |
Anyone who' s got a family can relate | |
Ain' t never really dissipates | |
May take my whole life to get it straight | |
But it makes me who | |
I amAnd I wouldn' t trade that for nothin' | |
We get a little bit closer every time we ride | |
A little bit tougher every time we die | |
A little better ' cause at least we tried | |
A little bit nicer ' cause we know we fly | |
That' s how we roll in my family | |
To add insult to injury | |
If you use a knife, cut straight to bone | |
Go hard or go home |