It Hard

Big 12 cross the border, reach a farin, hope things will better
Nah stay a Jamaica and dead fi hungry or dead fi fuckery (Dead fi fuckery)
Gaza one motion (Yeah)

Cyah count the amount a mi friend dem weh dead off
Ghetto youth wah live a better life but we afraid fi dream
More while mi sit dung and wonder if God love we
More while mi sit dung and wonder if God real

Mmmm, yeah
Mummy cya find food fi feed di yute dem
Diss dem wah mi dead cya guh leff mi gun yea
Born and dead ina mi place, cah mi nah guh run weh
Nah guh no weh (no weh)

It hard
Help wi Lord if yuh real
'Cause it hard
Who nuh hear bound fi feel
Blood a leak
Hear mi plea, pastor bawl, help mi Jesus (Help mi Jesus)

Big up usain him run and get gold medal
Nuff yute get corn dem couldn't run from police
Mi believe when mi grandmada seh "God coming"
Cah di world too cold breda mi cah believe

Mmmm, yeah
Mummy cya find food fi feed di yute dem
Diss dem wah mi dead cya guh leff mi gun yeah
Born and dead ina mi place, cah mi nah guh run weh
Nah guh no weh (no weh)

It hard
Help wi Lord if yuh real
'Cause it Hard
Who nuh hear bound fi feel
Blood a leak
Hear mi plea, pastor bawl, help mi Jesus



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Writer(s): Adidja Palmer, Mario Hemmings
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