Letras:
Magic Hard Times

get a second chance A second chance All my thugs get a second chance Hard times got me trapped in the game, uhh Even thugs need a second chance Hard times

a second chance A second chance All my thugs get a second chance Hard times got me trapped in the game, uhh Even thugs need a second chance Hard times

shit is contagious Like crack! [Echos] Throw your dubbs up like that! [Echos] Watch me throw it right back! Who the fuck gunna' stop the Bentley Hard-

ass Baby, all that? You got to work harder! Do some backflips to make me harder! So I called the waitress, gimme a drink! And by that time, a nigga start

look like you motherfuckers got Obie Trice shook Like I'm gonna stand here as a man and let some queer ass funny looking nigga get the upper hand I got issues, got no time

: (Rodney Crowell) Well I don't drink as much as I used to Lately, it just ain't my style And the hard times don't hurt like they ought to They pass

know what's real, we used to wear each other's shoes - what's yours, you know is mine [Lay] Mine too! Can't deny, how the time fly by, it feel like it

times build the flood rise Before my thoughts begin to run I think I'm getting older now And this has been hard enough on you I know it's been hard

last time that you went away I'm serious, I must have you, I won't waste your time And have you wishin' that somehow you could replace the time I don