I got hard times Two punks up on the It's a way to go To get to leicester
A hard It's the one you gotta The one you cross To get you
Michael's on his way to pay syndication A fist ? ? ? and his backstreet The stops him low Demonstrations It's crystal it ain't so great for those who become broken in here yeah
I got I got no mind for... I got no insight, I got no I got nothing that you want, so stay from here
The clockers(? ) that could swamp us now, the prime fear To rob us for some different ? ? ? no one near The tension begins to ? ? ? so He ? ? ?
I got I got no for... nothing I got no insight, I got no I got nothing that you want, so stay from here
Yeah!!!
Ah no no!!! Ah no!!! Ah no no no no!!!
I got hard times Two punks up on the It's a way to go To get to leicester
A line It's the one you cross The one you gotta To get you
gets whipped, his boy-face slapped around a cheap cigar His gang could sing cause always seeing the trouble from afar He act so (? apropos? ) ? ? ? He makes his point then in Joint to the backseat with a bottle of beer (? mulatto )
I got I got no mind for... I got no insight, I got no I got nothing that you want, so away from here
Yeah!!!
Ah no no!!! Ah no!!! Ah no no no no
I got hard times Two up on the subway It's a way to go To get to square
A hard It's the one you gotta The one you gotta To get you
Yeah!!!
You see I got I got no mind for... I got no insight, I got no I got nothing that you want, so stay from here