2Pac – It Ain’t Easy / Without Bass Guitar (OG 2)

2Pac – It Ain’t Easy (OG 1)

2Pac – It Ain’t Easy / Acoustic (Demo 3)


Date: 1994
Studio:12 Trak Studios
Producer: Tony Pizarro for Audio-Tone Productions


Lyrics:
[Verse 1]

I take a shot of Hennessey now I’m strong enough to face the madness
Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash
Phone calls from my niggaz on the, other side
Two childhood friends just died, I couldn’t cry
A damn shame, when will we ever change
And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brain
Arguments with my Boo is true
I spend mo’ time with my niggaz than I do with you
But everywhere it’s the same thang, that’s the game
I’ll be damned if a thang changed, fuck the fame
I’ll be hustling to make a mill-ion, lord knows
Ain’t no love for us ghetto children, so we cold
Rag top slowing down, time to stop for gas
Beep my horn for a hoochie with a proper ass, uhh (hey baby, can I ride?)
It ain’t easy, that’s my motto
Drinking Tanqueray straight out the bottle
Everybody wanna know if I’m insane
My baby mama gotta mind full of silly games
And all the drama got me stressing like I’m hopeless, I can’t cope
Me and the homies smoking roaches, cause we broke
Late night hanging out till the sunrise getting high
Watching the cops roll by
It ain’t easy…

[Chorus]

(It ain’t easy)
That’s right, It ain’t easy
(It ain’t easy)
(It ain’t easy)
(It ain’t easy)

[Verse 2]

I can’t sleep niggaz plotting on to kill me while I’m dreaming
Wake up sweaty and screaming, cause I can hear them suckers scheming
Probably paranoid, problem is, them punks be fantasizing
A brother bite the bullet, open fire and I died
I wonder why this the way it is, even now
Looking out for these killer kids, cause they wild
Bill Clinton can you recognize a nigga representing
Doing twenty to life in San Quentin
Getting calls from my nigga Mike Tyson, ain’t nothing nice
Yo ‘Pac, do something righteous witcha life
And even thou you innocent you still a nigga, so they figure
Rather have you behind bars than triggers
But I’m hold ya down and holla Thug Life, licking shots
Till I see my niggaz free on the block
It ain’t easy

[Chorus]

(It ain’t easy)
Till I see my niggaz free, on the block, oh
It ain’t easy
(It ain’t easy)
It ain’t easy
(It ain’t easy)
It ain’t easy
(It ain’t easy)
(It ain’t easy)

[Verse 3]

Lately been reminiscing
bout Peppermint Schnapps in Junior High hit the block
Keep an eye on the cops while D-Boys slang rocks
It’s the project kid without a conscience, I’m having dreams
of hearing screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers
through the years trying to stack a little green
I was only seventeen, when I started serving fiends
And I wish there was another way to stack a dollar
So my apolla’, cause these hard times make me wanna holler
Will I live to see tomorrow, am I falling off?
I hit the weed and then proceed to say fuck all of y’all
Ain’t nobody down with me I’m thugging, I can’t go home
Cause muh-fuckers think I’m bugging, so now I’m in
this high powered cell at the county jail
Punk judge got a grudge, can’t post no bail, what
do I do in these county blues
Getting battered and bruised by the you know who
And these fakes get to shaking when they face me
Snakes ain’t got enough nuts to replace me
Sitting in this, living hell, listening to niggaz yell
Trying to torture em to tell, I’m getting mail
But ain’t nobody saying much, the same old nuts
is making bucks while these sluts is getting fucked
They violated my probation, and it seems
I’ll be going on a long vacation, meanwhile
It ain’t easy

[Chorus]

(It ain’t easy)
No it ain’t easy
(It ain’t easy)
It ain’t easy
(It ain’t easy)
It ain’t easy
(No it ain’t easy, it ain’t easy)
It ain’t easy
(It ain’t easy)
(No it ain’t easy, it ain’t easy)
It ain’t easy
(It ain’t easy)
(No it ain’t easy, it ain’t easy)
It ain’t easy
(It ain’t easy)
(No it ain’t easy, it ain’t easy)
(It ain’t easy)
(No it ain’t easy, it ain’t easy)
(It ain’t easy)
(No it ain’t easy, it ain’t easy)
(It ain’t easy)
(It ain’t easy)
(It ain’t easy)
(It ain’t easy)
(It ain’t easy)
(It ain’t easy)
(It ain’t easy)

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