Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, no, ooh
It's tough times, man, it's tough times
Pressure busts pipes, stressin' cause ulcers
Gotta eat white rice
We try to do some clean, but we end up doin' dirty
Us dudes nowadays don't plan on livin' past thirty
Beef ain't never over, it's inherited to the children
It's scandalous on my soil when the sidewalk smell like urine
Save and sanctify, she was a good little girl
Got hooked, back slid, now she's in the world
In the world, yep, in the world means sin
Used to speak in tongues, but now she speaks in gin
Hey, where I scoot, I gotta keep my stapler with
Automatic, send me in my primer box Chevy
Tough times, my paper on the respirator
No job, no food in the refrigerator
Tough times, news say it's getting worse
Gotta change, gotta put it in reverse
Tough times, tough times
We gon' get through these tough times
I'm looking in my wallet, I'm coming up with nothing
Today my daughter's birthday, but my pockets touching
She say she wanna jump her, but lose some cake and friends
But I can't even do it, cause I ain't got no ends
I'm fresh about the u-wop, I'm a man out of mouth
Gotta get a job before they let me out the halfway house
It's me against the system, trying to get reformed
Systemized sometimes, I wish that I was never born
Every time I lose my faith and get to reaching for my gun
I pick up my bible and read chronicles or psalms
I'm on my hands and knees, asking God to forgive me
But Lord, why do I have to pray for my enemy?
Tough times, my paper on the respirator
No job, no food in the refrigerator
Tough times, news say it's getting worse
Gotta change, gotta put it in reverse
Tough times, tough times
We gon' get through these tough times
Folks be true-faced, they'll stab you in the back
Get they best friend erased it
Have this dude jacked, take it from your family
Plot on your demise, slick, sly and scandously
Element of surprise, my OG partner's older sister
She bout to go ballistic, she going through it
Cause she just found out her daughter is autistic
Her mother not to worry, is Jesus you believe in?
Believe it or not, everything happens for a reason
Listen to my spoke, I'm speaking from the heart
I ain't tardy, yo, I'm woke
God gave me this art, just spit it from the jaw
And steal it from my gut
Give it to you raw, unedit and uncut
Yeah, yeah
Tough times, my paper on the respirator
No job, no food in the refrigerator
Tough times, news say it's getting worse
Gotta change, gotta put it in reverse



Gotta put it in reverse
Tough times, tough times
We gon' get through these tough times
Tough times, my paper on the respirator
No job, no food in the refrigerator
Tough times, no say it's getting worse
Gotta change, gotta put it in reverse
Tough times, tough times
We gon' get through these tough times
He that dwelleth in the secret place of the Most High
Shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty
I will say of the Lord
He is my refuge and my fortress
My God, in Him will I trust
Surely He shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler
And from the noisome pestilence
He shall cover thee with His feathers
And under His wings shalt thou trust
His truth shall be thy shield and butler
Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night
Nor for the arrow that will come
Flyeth by day