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ABC's 
Hard
de K'naan & Chubb Rock
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Bundle up my whole style is so cold
I glow like old guys who go bald
My flow got no front in the vocal
Your flow got no button, it's so old
I don't mean to sound like a showboat
But it's true, my persona's no joke
I stepped into some kinda portal
I'm legend and sometimes I'm noble
I'm from the most risky zone (oh)
No place is shifty global
More pistols, Russian revolvers
We shootin' all is normal
But it ain't just because we want to
We ain't got nowhere we can run to
Somebody please press the undo
They only teach us the things that guns do
They don't teach us the ABC's
We on the hard concrete
All we got is life on the streets
All we got is life on the streets
They don't teach us the ABC's
We play on the hard concrete
All we got is life on the streets
All we got is life on the streets
Rock, you know my era
B-boy seasoning, salt and pepa
Grown and sexy, come the extra
Crushed up linen, fly like Cessna
This type brew, I gave it birth
Now it's time to it a verse
Jamaican born, not a fan of the ganja
Boulevard, Brooklyn to Somalia
And it in the background
Playa, is my sound
The green doesn't symbolize, I made it on the top
Pioneer legend and call me Mr. Rock
No B or N word, I don't need those words (no)
Respect for hers
The game up, so we come with the grease
Leadin' ya right, and treatin' ya right, so peace
They don't teach us the ABC's
We play on the hard concrete
All we got is life on the streets
All we got is life on the streets
They don't teach us the ABC's
We play on the hard concrete
All we got is life on the streets
All we got is life on the streets
Superman is known by the locals
As this dude who's so fly it's global
Attitude that came struggle
but I make it hopeful
You real, but my is tenfold
My real'll make yours a rental
Gangsta if at ease, essential
with or utensils
So bold, nothing's confidential
was not continental
And lunch could not compliment all
We still become souls
streets ain't paved with no gold
fact someone stole the light bulb
fat enough for lypo
They don't us to read and write, so...
They don't us the ABC's
We play on the hard concrete
All we got is on the streets
All we got is on the streets
They don't teach us the ABC's
We on the hard concrete
All we got is on the streets
All we got is life on the streets
I glow like old guys who go bald
My flow got no front in the vocal
Your flow got no button, it's so old
I don't mean to sound like a showboat
But it's true, my persona's no joke
I stepped into some kinda portal
I'm legend and sometimes I'm noble
I'm from the most risky zone (oh)
No place is shifty global
More pistols, Russian revolvers
We shootin' all is normal
But it ain't just because we want to
We ain't got nowhere we can run to
Somebody please press the undo
They only teach us the things that guns do
They don't teach us the ABC's
We on the hard concrete
All we got is life on the streets
All we got is life on the streets
They don't teach us the ABC's
We play on the hard concrete
All we got is life on the streets
All we got is life on the streets
Rock, you know my era
B-boy seasoning, salt and pepa
Grown and sexy, come the extra
Crushed up linen, fly like Cessna
This type brew, I gave it birth
Now it's time to it a verse
Jamaican born, not a fan of the ganja
Boulevard, Brooklyn to Somalia
And it in the background
Playa, is my sound
The green doesn't symbolize, I made it on the top
Pioneer legend and call me Mr. Rock
No B or N word, I don't need those words (no)
Respect for hers
The game up, so we come with the grease
Leadin' ya right, and treatin' ya right, so peace
They don't teach us the ABC's
We play on the hard concrete
All we got is life on the streets
All we got is life on the streets
They don't teach us the ABC's
We play on the hard concrete
All we got is life on the streets
All we got is life on the streets
Superman is known by the locals
As this dude who's so fly it's global
Attitude that came struggle
but I make it hopeful
You real, but my is tenfold
My real'll make yours a rental
Gangsta if at ease, essential
with or utensils
So bold, nothing's confidential
was not continental
And lunch could not compliment all
We still become souls
streets ain't paved with no gold
fact someone stole the light bulb
fat enough for lypo
They don't us to read and write, so...
They don't us the ABC's
We play on the hard concrete
All we got is on the streets
All we got is on the streets
They don't teach us the ABC's
We on the hard concrete
All we got is on the streets
All we got is life on the streets
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