It’s a hard knock life

It’s the hard knock life, for us!
Steada treated, we get tricked
Steada kisses, we get kicked
It’s the hard knock life!
From standin’ on the corners boppin’
To drivin’ some of the hottest cars New York has ever seen
For droppin’ some of the hottest verses rap has ever heard
From the dope spot, with the smoke Glock
Fleein’ the murder scene, you know me well
From nightmares of a lonely cell, my only hell
But since when y’all niggaz know me to fail? Fuck naw
Where all my niggaz with the rubber grips, bust shots
And if you with me mom I rub on your tits, and what-not
I’m from the school of the hard knocks, we must not
Let outsiders violate our blocks, and my plot
Let’s stick up the world and split it fifty/fifty, uh-huh
Let’s take the dough and stay real jiggy, uh-huh
And sip the Cris’ and get pissy-pissy
Flow infinitely like the memory of my nigga Biggie, baby!
You know it’s hell when I come through
The life and times of Shawn Carter
Nigga Volume 2, y’all niggaz get ready
It’s the hard knock life, for us
It’s the hard knock life, for us!
Steada treated, we get tricked
Steada kisses, we get kicked
It’s the hard knock life!
I flow for those ‘dro’ed out, all my niggaz
Locked down in the ten by fo’, controllin’ the house
We live in hard knocks, we don’t take over we borrow blocks
Burn em down and you can have it back daddy, I’d rather that
I flow for chicks wishin’, they ain’t have to strip to pay tuition
I see you vision mama, I put my money on the long shots
All my ballers that’s born to clock
Now I’ma be on top whether I perform or not
I went from lukewarm to hot; sleepin’ on futons and cots
To king size, green machines, the green fives
I’ve seen pies let the thing between my eyes analyze life’s ills
Then I put it down type braile
I’m tight grill with the phony, rappers y’all might feel we homies
I’m like still, y’all don’t know me, shit!
I’m tight grill when my situation ain’t improving
I’m tryin to murder everything movin’, feel me?!
It’s the hard knock life, for us
It’s the hard knock life, for us!
Steada treated, we get tricked
Steada kisses, we get kicked
It’s the hard knock life, for us
It’s the hard knock life, for us!
Steada treated, we get tricked
Steada kisses, we get kicked
It’s the hard knock life!
I don’t how to sleep, I gotta eat, stay on my toes
Gotta a lot of beef, so logically, I prey on my foes
Hustling’s still inside of me, and as far as progress
You’d be hard-pressed, to find another rapper hot as me
I gave you prophecy on my first joint, and y’all lamed out
Didn’t really appreciate it, til the second one came out
So I stretched the game out, X’ed your name out
Put Jigga on top, and drop albums non-stop for ya, nigguh!
It’s the hard knock life, for us
It’s the hard knock life, for us!
Steada treated, we get tricked
Steada kisses, we get kicked
It’s the hard knock life, for us
It’s the hard knock life, for us!
Steada treated, we get tricked
Steada kisses, we get kicked
It’s the hard knock life!
It’s the hard knock life!
It’s the hard knock life!

Coming to the middle east , returning to the place i had left because of violence and now i am back and once again facing violent people. 

The news reports of a fire balloon in a kindergarten from Gaza, what would we do without the enemy out there over the border? Have to face our demons, our unqualified violent mad kindergarten teachers who know how easy it is to manipulate young toddlers and parents in dire need of having a place to send their kids to while they go to work and earn a living , and God only knows, Israel is expensive ! 

I want to cry and at the same time i dont want to cry, i want to be strong like my great grandfather who had spoke out for what is right and abusing children is such an act of low energy. 

How could i have not picked up on my crazy people radar that the woman is completely mad bunkers ? And it is not just my opinion, it is how she acts and speaks and how she chain smokes reminding me of someone from “Annie”, and no, i am not the messiah and i will not save this world but i do need to speak out or i can not face life in this world knowing i was silent while others suffer ..

 

Once again i was asked to leave work with very young children because the head of the private kindergarden teacher actually comnended me to yell at the children .

The fact that the woman runs a kindergarden just around the corner from where I live made me ignore the screaming at the children ,the violent talking saying to children ,especially boys that they are unable to listen .

The woman who runs the kindergarden had a kindergarden without a gate where anyone can walk in …The kindergarden is in a main road and if a child happens to run out he is she is doomed .

The people who work in the kindergarden are loud screaming at toddlers   just because they CAN which is the worst thing you can do .

About seagullsea

a seagull flying over the great ocean of life observing.
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