Why Is Life So Hard?

KennyFreestyle

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    As I take a look around me
    All I see is the poverty that surrounds me
    Broken hearts and frozen dreams, bad times and misery
    There ain't a lot of money down here
    Everybody live off everybody else down here
    One's loss is another's gain
    Nobody really cares about your pain

    So many wanting to survive, so many lost their will to thrive
    Just living day to day as they wait for the next opportunity to dump their way
    Hopes to never get the chance too busy being a victim of circumstance
    Watching their days go by, keep aside, don't care if they live or die

    Why is life so hard?
    Is this really the way it's supposed to be?
    Why does it break your heart?
    Can't get easy for you, you end up with nothing

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    Santa on the corner of the block
    Tears in his eyes as he takes the plots
    Pain in his heart as he slowly plans
    To save his family the only way that he can
    He cares for his mom and his old Uncle Joe
    And two little kids that his sister left for home
    He tried to find a job but he had no luck
    The rich passed through and he didn't have enough
    He's got a 22 and a Black King mask
    He's gonna pull a lick and he better learn fast
    He really ain't ready and he just don't know
    The man behind the counter has a gun in the throat
    He walked in strong like, give me all the cash
    Flashed a 22 and suddenly he heard the blast
    Felt the hot lead as the room started spinning
    He realized that he's about to die any minute

    Why is life so hard?
    Is this really the way it's supposed to be?
    Why does it break your heart?
    Can't get easy for you, you end up with nothing

    Somewhere in the dark, there's something going down
    Another life is wasted, I'm bleeding on the ground
    It's really anybody out there? I'm running out of time
    Oh won't somebody help me? Please don't leave me here to die
    And just like that, another mother's child
    I never get to see the Sun again
    And just like that, another young hustler's waiting for a chance to replace him
    Back on the street, nobody wants to talk about the dried up blood on the sidewalk
    More than a few, it ain't nothing new, gotta keep the money rolling so the game don't start

    Why is life so hard?
    Is this really the way it's supposed to be?
    Why does it break your heart?
    Can't get easy for you, you end up with nothing

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    Composición: Kenny Moulton

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