What's Hardcore? Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Dm]
I put a pen to the paper,
This time as visual as possible,
Guns [E]blast at the [Dm]hospital,
The walls are white washed
with tin rooftops,
To show love you lick two shots,
It's dangerous man,
Journalists hire gunmen
there's violent women,
Kids trust no one cause
fire burnt them,
Refugees die in boats, headed for peace,
Is anyone scared of death
here' Not in the least,
I walk by the old lady selling
coconuts under the tree,
Life is cheap here but wisdom is free,
The beach boys hang on the side,
leaning with pride,
Scam artists and gangsters
fiendin to fight,
I walk with three kids that can't
wait to meet God
Lately,
that's Bucktooth, Mohamed and Crybaby,
What they do everyday just to eat
lord have mercy,
Strapped with an AK and they
blood thirsty

[Verse 2]
[Chorus] [Dm]So what's
hardcore? Really,
are you hardcore?
So what's hardcore? Really,
are you hardcore?

[Verse 3]
We [Dm]begin our day by
the way of the gun,
Rocket propelled grenades
blow [E]you away if [Dm]you front,
We got no police ambulance
or fire fighters,
We start riots by burning car tires,
They looting,
and everybody start shooting,
Bullshit politicians talking bout solutions,
but it's all talk,
You can't go half a block with a road block,
You don't pay at the road block
you get your throat shot,
And each road block is set up by
these gangsters,
And different gangsters go
by different standards,
For example, the evening is a no go,
Unless you wanna wear a bullet like a logo,
In the day you should never
take the alleyway,
The only thing that validates you is the AK,
They chew on Jad it's sorta
like coco leafs,

[Verse 4]
And there ain't no police
[Dm]
[Chorus]
I'm a spit these verses
cause I feel annoyed,
And I'm not gonna quit till I fill the void,
If I rhyme about home and
got descriptive,
I'd make Fifty Cent look
like Limp Biskit,
It's true, and don't make
me rhyme about you,
I'm from where the kids
is addicted to glue,
Get ready, he got a good
grip on the machete,
Make rappers say they do
it for love like R- Kelly,
It's HARD, harder than Harlem
and Compton intertwined,
Harder than harboring
Bin Laden and rewind,
"to that earlier part when I
was kinda like"
We begin our day by the
[Em]way of the g[Dm]un,
Rocket [F]propelled gren[Dm]ades
blow you [E]away if you [Dm]front,
We got no police ambulances
or fire fighters,
We start [F]riots by [Dm]burning car tires,
They looting, and everybody
starting shooting

[Outro 1]
[Chorus]
[Dm]