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ABC's 
Hard
by 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 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 risky zone (oh)
No place is more shifty global
More pistols, revolvers
We shootin' all that is normal
But it ain't just because we to
We ain't got nowhere we can run to
Somebody please press the undo
They only teach us the that guns do
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 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 my era
B-boy seasoning, and pepa
and sexy, come with the extra
Crushed up linen, fly like Cessna
This type brew, I gave it birth
Now it's time again to give it a verse
Jamaican born, not a fan of the ganja
Boulevard, Brooklyn to Somalia
And it goes in the background
Playa, that is my sound
The doesn't symbolize, I made it on the top
Pioneer legend and call me Mr. Rock
No B word or N word, I don't need those (no)
Respect for hers
The game dried 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
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
Superman is known by the locals
As this dude who's so fly it's global
Attitude that came outta struggle
Destitute but I make it hopeful
You real, but my real is tenfold
My real'll make a rental
Gangsta if at ease, essential
Fight with guns or utensils
So bold, nothing's confidential
Breakfast was not continental
And lunch could not compliment all
We still souls
These streets ain't paved with no gold
Matter fact someone stole the light bulb
Nobody fat for lypo
They don't us to read and write, so...
They don't teach us the ABC's
We play on the hard concrete
All we got is 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
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 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 risky zone (oh)
No place is more shifty global
More pistols, revolvers
We shootin' all that is normal
But it ain't just because we to
We ain't got nowhere we can run to
Somebody please press the undo
They only teach us the that guns do
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 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 my era
B-boy seasoning, and pepa
and sexy, come with the extra
Crushed up linen, fly like Cessna
This type brew, I gave it birth
Now it's time again to give it a verse
Jamaican born, not a fan of the ganja
Boulevard, Brooklyn to Somalia
And it goes in the background
Playa, that is my sound
The doesn't symbolize, I made it on the top
Pioneer legend and call me Mr. Rock
No B word or N word, I don't need those (no)
Respect for hers
The game dried 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
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
Superman is known by the locals
As this dude who's so fly it's global
Attitude that came outta struggle
Destitute but I make it hopeful
You real, but my real is tenfold
My real'll make a rental
Gangsta if at ease, essential
Fight with guns or utensils
So bold, nothing's confidential
Breakfast was not continental
And lunch could not compliment all
We still souls
These streets ain't paved with no gold
Matter fact someone stole the light bulb
Nobody fat for lypo
They don't us to read and write, so...
They don't teach us the ABC's
We play on the hard concrete
All we got is 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
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