Whats Hardcore? - K'NAAN

I put a pen to the paper

This time as visual as possible

Guns blast at the hospital

The walls are white washed with tin rooftops

To show love, you lick two shots

It’s dangerous man

Journalists hire gunmen, there’s violent women

Kids trust no one cause fire burnt them

Refugees die in boats, headed for peace

Is anyone scared of death here?

Not in the least

I walk by the old lady selling coconuts under the tree

Life is cheap here, but wisdom is free

The beach boys hang on the side, leaning with pride

Scam artists and gangsters fiending to fight

I walk with three kids that can’t wait to meet God

Lately, that’s Bucktooth, Muhammad and Crybaby

What they do everyday just to eat, Lord have mercy

Strapped with an AK and they bloodthirsty

So what’s hardcore?

Really, are you hardcore?

Hmm

We begin our day by the way of the gun

Rocket propelled grenades blow you away if you front

We got no police ambulance or fire fighters

We start riots by burning car tires

They looting, and everybody start shooting

Bullshit politicians talking about solutions, but it’s all talk

You can’t go half a block without a road block

You don’t pay at the road block you get your throat shot

And each road block is set up by these gangsters

And different gangsters go by different standards

For example, the evening is a no-go

Unless you wanna wear a bullet like a logo

In the day you should never take the alleyway

The only thing that validates you is the AK

They chew on Jad, it’s sorta like coca leafs

And there ain’t no police

I’mma spit these verses cause I feel annoyed

And I’m not gonna quit till I fill the void

If I rhyme about home and got descriptive

I’d make 50 Cent look like Limp Bizkit

It’s true, and don’t make me rhyme about you

I’m from where the kids is addicted to glue

Get ready, he got a good grip on the machete

Make rappers say they do it for love like R. Kelly

It’s hard, harder than Harlem and Compton intertwined

Harder than harboring Bin Laden and rewind

(To that earlier part when I was kinda like)

We begin our day by the way of the gun

Rocket propelled grenades blow you away if you front

We got no police ambulances or fire fighters

We start riots by burning car tires

They looting, and everybody starts shooting