"It's So Hard" as written by Richard Frierson, Julian I Garfield and Christopher Rios....
You can catch me in the cherry red one-fifty
Got the grizzy locked in the stizzy
Pop the clizzy goin' sixty down a one-wizzy
Drunk pissy, tryin to cruise through the avenue
While my peoples is poppin' bottles up in Sue's rendezvous
Fuck that, spun the you-ey lost a hubcap
It's back to the shack, came back and now, "What's that?"
Straight from Paris, checkin' Gaby's new baby carriage
Perry Ellis (nice), auburn cherry reddish
Fresh out the dealer, got the Tec for the squealers
Wear a vest for the killers, nothin' less 'cause it's reala
In the Big Apple, where it's quick to get your shit tackled
Enemies spit at you, best friends kidnap you
Trust no one (eh eh) got beef bust yo' gun
You don't need no one (nope) talkin' bout that you owe him
I'ma go for dolo, Scarface without Manolo
One deep, I be solo, bustin' heat, throwin bolos, it's hard

[Chorus]
And it's so hard, yeah
Niggas wanna be like Pun, but they don't bust they guns
And it's so hard
Niggas wanna fuck my wife, niggas wanna take my life
But it's so hard
(It's hard work baby)
(I just lost a hundred pounds, I'm tryin' to live)
I ain't goin' nowhere I'm stayin' alive baby
That's my wife, I paid for them titties
Get your own, your own, ya heard?
Niggas wanna fuck my wife, niggas wanna take my life
But it's so hard

Rollin with the Squad, we like Gods
Catch us at the bar-de-bar-de-bars
Strip bars in Miami, almost came home with the Grammy
Next year, bringin home three for the family
Watch me, you can catch it live on the Hitachi
Poppin' shit like a Nazi, iced out like DeBiase
Fuck that, Liberace
Fo'-X Versace, somebody stop me!
Never that, skee-yu! Where my niggas at?
Uptown! Uptown! You know you feelin' that
"Cash Rule," hardcore you can dance to
That old Biggie give me, "One More Chance "
Take a glance and I'm off with yours
With both hands take off my drawers
And jerk me like the Source Awards
I love hip-hop, I ain't even probably the best lyricist alive
Terror Squad nigga stop sleepin, ooh yeah

What you say your name was again?
And I know you from where? Elementary school?
I don't know you man!
Money, not you again
Go that way!
Loser!

Niggas wanna be like Pun, but they don't bust they guns
And it's so hard
Niggas wanna fuck my wife, niggas wanna take my life
But it's so hard
Yeah, 'cause you ain't fuckin' my wife, takin' my life
And if you just hatin' just walk on by
All you haters just walk on by


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"It's So Hard" as written by Jay Garfield Christopher Rios

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    General Commenti love this song, love it, love it, love it. damn do i love it. it dont even have to have deep meaning. its got a playful beat and it shows Pun's childish side with his noises n shit, and his harder "fuck you" side, to the Source, to people who try and take his. and Donell Jones was the perfect chorus voice. also the vid for this is amazing with the lighters at the end, so many showed up to show respect. GREAT.
    justanotherkyddon July 07, 2002   Link
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    General Commentyeahh man...song brings me back to the 90's turbo speed.
    frankenzestyon November 05, 2007   Link
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    General CommentMan this shit bring back memories. Pun was bad at juggling rhymes like he did. This is definitely a feel good song of the 90's. This was when the goggle trend was in. remember that?
    convinceon December 05, 2008   Link

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