When it all boils down, who got the motherfucking crown? For making that Hard! Street, ghetto rugged Beat that'll make your whole crew say "fuck it" Hard! Street, ghetto wild Beat that'll make you feel my style Hard! Street, ghetto beat That I play when I think about out in the street, I got the Hard! Street, ghetto style (What about the smooth shit?) Yeah, I can do that too (What about the groove shit?) Yeah, I can do that too But when it comes time to rock the block Who got that old mad ghetto type shit stocked and locked? Large Pro, for those who don't know which way to go Listen to your man's latest show with the (Hard!) Street, you know the routine On the concrete where the things ain't too clean And it only gets rougher, and some will have to suffer I was there, and even had to get my share But as long as I'm alive I will never forget What I had to go through to hit That's why I play the Hard! Street, ghetto rugged Beat that'll make your whole crew say "fuck it" Hard! Street, ghetto wild Beat that'll make you feel my style Hard! Street, ghetto beat That I play when I think about out in the street, I got the Hard! Street, ghetto style You see it's all in my blood so I could never be a dud The street mentality, I'll have you like "What?" When you walking around, both feet on the ground, No lie, about to take a nosedive Kid it ain't no joke, you either get gat or go broke Or get busy, the way the world turns you get dizzy In a spin, so listen to the rhymes I send They're only a reflection of the times I've been On the street trying to make it on my own alone I've grown, and now I'm here to let it be known That a wish on a star may be too far-fetched to catch Especially when you're trying to stretch One dollar to the next on the cement, with mad heads scheming But they ain't got a chance, they're dreaming And deal with the real with determination in this burning nation And listen to the Hard! Street, ghetto rugged Beat that'll make your whole crew say "fuck it" Hard! Street, ghetto wild Beat that'll make you feel my style Hard! Street, ghetto beat That I play when I think about out in the street, I got the Hard! Street, ghetto style You see, if you can make it on the streets You're live enough to make it any place, I've seen many waste Mad time and talent, and I just stay silent Cause I ain't going out trying to teach a nonviolent Community rap, I had to learn The streets'll burn any man that is not concerned With a plan for the future, someone could just shoot ya On any given, that's why I thank God I'm living On this here day to relay the message I say about the Hard! (8x)