Harderthanally'all

Three started with a pebble
Twenty dollars so I wonder
Why we started tossin' doubles
To them Frankensteins
But I was blind
We tripled time
All for bullsh…
Soon bull is what life came with
So I had to quit
Never thought I'd ever be back
But what do ya know
Moms pulled the straps
So I'm out like that
Searchin for a spot in the apartment
To toss her
What's up Arthur
Treece, I can always count on Treece
But we lost Art Loc in 1989
I was smokin' up the world
Almost lost my fucking mind
What else to do
I might die by his crew
You see
They never liked me anyway
So the truce is through
Now that he's gone
Now that he's dead
Fools wanna kill me
Cuz I was able to slang
Without bein' from the family
But if I go out
I'm goin' out as a G
This is for Ten
Cuz he was harder than all y'all niggas
This is for Ten
Cuz he was harder than all y'all niggas
This is for Ten
Cuz he was harder than all y'all niggas
This is for Ten
This is for Ten
This is for Ten
Cuz he was harder than all y'all niggas
Take a drive through the heart of a hurt man
Art took a drive
To the storm
Now my brother's dead
But I already said that
Left his fuckin' family
And that shit is wack
But you know, yo
Treece
I'm getting tired of this hustling tip
I think I got a grip and a hip
Called hop
Gave her loving' blessings
As I left the cocaine block
Headed for the shop
Now I'm rapping with wizards
I would visit
But it isn't the same
No one to blame
Her lips never left his name
A shame
But that's how it is
As I hug them kids
Before it got cloudy
Tried to kick it
But the streets wouldn't let me
And forever her vision flashing in my memory
It's the same when you get to heaven
All about a party but ain't no colors wavin'
This is for my brotha
Cuz he was harder than all y'all niggas
This is for my brotha
Cuz he was harder than all y'all niggas
This is for my brotha
This is for my brotha
This is for my brotha
Cuz he was harder than all y'all niggas
1993 June to the summer
I threw dice to the industry
Time to see kinfolk
Haven't spoke to her
Since I came upon the deal
So I must be real
So she could check
How I have been
Shall neva eva no longer
Too stronger
To be
Street life in
Recently a new baby born
Just before the storm
Fate took a drive with her to Texas
She's stressed
She wasn't gonna make it
Exactly like Art Loc
Road accident
Ain't that a shammy
Time for surgery
Lives are leaving me constantly
Highs ain't helping me
Deal with all this pain and misery
In my family
See they trippin'
But I know what to do
I pour out a little brew
For my niece
Cuz she was harder than all y'all bitches
This is for my niece
Cuz she was harder than all y'all bitches
This is for my niece
Cuz she was harder than all y'all bitches
This is for my niece
This is for my niece
This is for my niece
Cuz she was harder than all y'all bitches