Hard Royce Da 5'9"

[Intro]
Everything is hard, hard, hard
I mean life is hard, bills is hard
Shit, it’s all hard (hard, hard, hard)
Got to get that out your mind
I want to think that hard, be real with yourself
College ain’t for you
In fact, I want you to take up a trade (trade, trade, trade)
You know, become a carpenter
Did you know Jesus was a carpenter? (Hard, hard, hard)
She don’t want you
Getting in that girl’s drawers is hard
Remember that, boy, hard (She don’t want you)
Good luck, baby (Getting in that girl’s drawers is hard)
Teacher, Teacher, I don’t understand what you even wanna talk for
(Hard, hard, hard)
Unless an interpreter’s gon' come up there and talk for me (Hard)
Because we don’t speak the same language
You say shit like “Take up a trade", and your thoughts bore me
You don’t teach me nothing, you just talk towards me
I’m gon' need your assessment and fast
Look around you, do I look anything like the rest of your class?
Can’t you see that I’m special?
I don’t act like these fucking crumb snatchers
I don’t even breathe like ‘em, I was born with my lungs collapsing
I walked right up to the drug dealer in my class and asked him
“How did you get such a bad bitch?”
He said “it was hard and the best ones are the hardest to get”
And I went on to see the world, and he went on and started the trick
And now when I see his girl, she be on my dick