Kaan - Hard 2 Find lyrics

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Kaan - Hard 2 Find lyrics

And it’s hard to find How long can you search for it? Eh! So hard to find Eh! And how long can you search for it? Truth, faith, hope, youth, grace, dope So hard to find Live life loud Inhale slow So hard to find Certainly, mind of peace Know what God’s treasures deem Happiness is obsolete Why get involved when it don’t involve me Penny on the ground, dollar in the street Yes Sir, no Ma’am, every enemy One bad wolf k**s a hundred sheep And it don’t believe in bow down to the shepherd’s feet Eh, uh, look Don’t leave me out in the cold Remain calm, cool, and collected Shine like diamonds on your necklace Sound like Sunday service sermons Hit like [?] Richard Sherman Call it plays on the fly, the nose dive down to the depths of this Step left of the pessimist Avoid them boys at all cost They wrote us off like we fail They try to shelve us, retail We spread the truth in detail Won’t slip and fall like Ezal Can’t walk a mile in these here shoes I’m talking these pair Truth, faith, hope, youth, grace, dope So hard to find Live life loud Inhale slow So hard to f- War of the worlds and it’s not between us Understand, war of the worlds and it’s not between us Understand, war of the worlds and it’s not between us Understand, war of the worlds and it’s not between us Captivating all the act of fakin’ They sending lies but that’s the act of Satan See they lead us down this road we feeling lost in the unknown Genocide for my kind, they patiently waiting Wish d**h on us all, praying for our downfall As for our reality, tough as the asphalt Bumping Kanye talking about he don’t rap for no [?] I’m just trying to get a couple more stamps on my pa**port Lord So I’mma continue to go hard Is an understatement Blood all over the pavement Just watch your step around me, won’t you please Your half-a** attempts at claim to fame, we over these You an employee, b**h, I oversee The whole operation An entirety from this covers on, you can never touch Sweep the leg, induce the cobra clutch That’s called applying pressure Finger roll the finish, I finesse, no effort Where’s the Truth, faith, hope, youth, grace, dope So hard to find They don’t make them like they used to And they don’t And they- well they don’t Now some folks will tell you the new ones are better Here’s my experience on it The older ones are certainly made better And many people will say the quality’s gone downhill ever since