Hard Times Lyrics - Chicken N Beer - Ludacris

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times (Hard, times) 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times (Hard, times) 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times (Hard, times) 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times (Hard, times) 

Hard times (hard), hard times (Hard) 

You never know how much you miss a person, until they gone 

Like to hear it? Hear it go, I'm rehearsing, gotta sing my song 

I know I've done some wrong, but I can't get right 

'Cause life is like a big fight 

I'm stickin'-and-movin', tryin' to get my shit right 

My family's been houndin' me, friends they done turned against me 

Kinda like they hearts was on a full tank, but now they empty 

And they say I've changed, but like twins I'm just the same 

It's because of my job, mo' money mo' prob in this dirty game 

This industry fucked up 

That's right I said it, and it's fake as ever 

Keep real niggaz around me, stay "Spaced Age for Eva" 

Po-ppa never went and jumped the broom, never got that one degree 

But if you looked down from heaven, you'd still be proud of me 

Your son was DUI, but my momma made it by 

I didn't shed no tears when you left me 

But the rest of the family cried 

Trials and tribulations, ruined my concentration 

Losin' my patience, hard times for goodness sake'n 

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I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times (Hard, times) 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times (Hard, times) 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times (Hard, times) 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times (Hard, times) 

Hard times (hard), hard times (Hard) 

As this Valium slowly starts to kick in 

Them subconscious, subliminal thoughts, start tickin' 

This whole world around me, diseased, and crumblin' 

Babies doin' dope cause daddy did it right in front of them 

Everybody want to blame music for they bad kids 

Sittin' up in the court talkin' 'bout Eminem made me do what I did 

My own hard times rolled in like the fog 

Try to think of others, but I can't get past my own thoughts 

My momma, in 1967, pickin' cotton 

While other blacks was gettin' liberated, boycottin' 

My old man was a player, ain't no hidin' that 

He started tootin' then he graduated to smokin' crack 

I never saw him, never needed to see that muh'fucker 

He left me and my mother stuck down here in this fuckin' gutter 

I tattoed it on my arm so I can't forget it 

It's in my mind and my heart so I'm forever with it 

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I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times (Hard, times) 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times (Hard, times) 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times (Hard, times) 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times (Hard, times) 

Hard times (hard), hard times (Hard) 

A drum machine, the old fo'-track, and a pack of new tapes 

In the middle of, 1988, in a corner cafe 

We made beats, and hung with old heads, and stayed out late at night 

Do talent shows, fo'-way split the dough, that was our way of life 

My momma stayed, home full time so she could raise me 

Knowin' without a, household father, things could get crazy 

Sometimes I listened, sometimes I thought I knew it all 

But nevertheless, momma was with me through it all 

I graduated out of nothin', not out of school, it was like 

Tweleve, thirteen, fourteen years I'm thinkin' cool 

I might as well, be focusin' on me tryin' to get paid 

Usin' these rhymes I've been writin' since in the seventh grade 

Our team played, and had physical sex with minimum wage 

It was just like a piece of pussy 

It fucked me long as I stayed 

But still I prayed, Lord I'm tryin' now please help me out the water 

It can't get no harder 

Help me to get back up and get my shit tomorrow 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times (Hard, times) 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times (Hard, times) 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times (Hard, times) 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times (Hard, times) 

Hard times (hard), hard times (Hard) 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times (Hard, times) 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times (Hard, times) 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times (Hard, times) 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times 

I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times (Hard, times) 

Hard times (hard), hard times (Hard)