Lyrical Breakdown of Times Iz Hard - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Times Iz Hard" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Big L weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Times Iz Hard" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
- Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Big L employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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I used to be a rich nigga, selling much crack
To make a long story short, I fell off like a hubcap
My operation got shut off
I can't slide a slut off
I gotta beat my dick to get a nut off
Cause when a convo is struck up
Bitches act stuck up, my luck's up, everything is fucked up
To get cash I gotta beg
Cause every time I reach in my pocket all I feel is my damn leg
Its about time that I feel cash
Gotta get it right now, gotta get it real fast
Cause all I got left is two MAC-10s
A army jacket, a ski mask, a hoodie, and some black Timbs
I'm about to get extra ill
So I went to my crib, got booted up and got dressed to kill
The first place that I hit was the corner store
I rolled out and told everybody to get on the floor
I took the cash and I jetted
One kid tried to set it
I bet he regret it because he got wetted
Robberies I did well
When you look in the dictionary under villain
You'll see a photo of Big L
Fuck a job, punks is gettin robbed and scarred
Cause times is hard on the boulevard
Yo I was robbing people on a regular basis
In many different places and all types of races
I robbed gangstas, I robbed ducks
I didn't care who I stuck as long as I got a buck what the fuck
When niggas see me they take flight
I'll even rob Jehovah if I catch him right on a late night
I keep a vest G don't try to test me
A redneck police chief tried to arrest me
Ayo that wasn't a smart cop
Because I put 2 in his chest and his motherfucking heart stopped
Its a must I commit crimes
Cause I gotta get mine, its hard times, and all I see is dollar signs
Why should I work for another sucker
When I can do robberies and make G's like a motherfucker
Fuck a job, punks is getting robbed and scarred
Cause times is hard on the boulevard
Yo I was goin out, just like a crusader would
I robbed everything that moved in the neighborhood
Yo I was even robbing chicks
I did mad sticks, I needed more dough so I started taking hits
Blastin ducks with the shotty
The trigger I squeezed with ease I got paid 50 g's per body
In a year I killed 88
So I made about... umm... fuck it I was crazy straight
Fuck a job, punks is getting robbed and scarred
Cuz times is hard on the boulevard