What's Hardcore

[Verse 1] I put a pen to the paper This time as visual as possible Guns blast at the hospital The walls are white washed with tin rooftops To show love you lick two shots It's dangerous man Journalists hire gunmen, there's violent women Kids trust no one cause fire burnt them Refugees die in boats, headed for peace Is anyone scared of death here? Not in the least I walk by the old lady selling coconuts under the tree Life is cheap here, but wisdom is free The beach boys hang on the side, leaning with pride Scam artists and gangsters fiending to fight I walk with three kids that can't wait to meet God Lately, that's Bucktooth, Muhammad and Crybaby What they do everyday just to eat, Lord have mercy Strapped with an AK and they bloodthirsty [Hook] So what's hardcore? Really, are you hardcore? Hmm [Verse 2] We begin our day by the way of the gun Rocket propelled grenades blow you away if you front We got no police ambulance or fire fighters We start riots by burning car tires They looting, and everybody start shooting Bullshit politicians talking about solutions, but it's all talk You can't go half a block without a road block You don't pay at the road block you get your throat shot And each road block is set up by these gangsters And different gangsters go by different standards For example, the evening is a no-go Unless you wanna wear a bullet like a logo In the day you should never take the alleyway The only thing that validates you is the AK They chew on Jad, it's sorta like coca leafs And there ain't no police [Hook] [Verse 3] I'mma spit these verses cause I feel annoyed And I'm not gonna quit till I fill the void If I rhyme about home and got descriptive I'd make 50 Cent look like Limp Bizkit It's true, and don't make me rhyme about you I'm from where the kids is addicted to glue Get ready, he got a good grip on the machete Make rappers say they do it for love like R. Kelly It's hard, harder than Harlem and Compton intertwined Harder than harboring Bin Laden and rewind (To that earlier part when I was kinda like) We begin our day by the way of the gun Rocket propelled grenades blow you away if you front We got no police ambulances or fire fighters We start riots by burning car tires They looting, and everybody starts shooting [Hook]