hard knock life

to have a life that is difficult, where the elements of the world seem to be against you all the time.
for example, life on the streets, the life of a hustler or a dealer.
jay-z’s “hard knock life”
it’s a hard knock life for us, it’s a hard knock life for us, instead of treated, we get tricked, instead of kisses, we get kicked, it’s a hard knock life
actually the song is originally from annie. it’s harder to be a red headed orphan then a gangsta.
you think you got it bad? annie had a hard knock life, b-tch.
someone who lives a life full of hardships.
i’m homeless, lost an eye, got shot, i’m addicted to drugs, and persistently tortured by g-d for all my sins. it’s a hard knock life…
from the film annie…………. basically it’s sh-t being ginger and walking that scr-t-y dog. but in reality in 2012 – it’s even worse thinking back to the bald headed f-cker that adopted me & my dog! dog = vets , myself = rape counsellor!
cost me £80 f-cking quid to sort my dog out and my b-ms still well sore – its a hard knock life!
to have a hard life’ to live a gangster life
ask annie
a song by jay z. also used by dr evil in the film ‘goldmember’ when him and mini me are in jail.
its a hard knock life for us, its a hard knock life for us, steada treated, we get tricked, steada kisses, we get kicked….
dr. evils rap song from the movie ‘goldmember’.
repeated throughout song in background:
“it’s a hard knock life for us.
it’s a hard knock life for us.
‘steada treated, we get tricked.
‘steada kisses, we get kicked.
it’s a hard knock life.”

the rap:
“i didn’t know how to be, no crib on mtv. g-d only knows. got my mini-me in the gp, see how it goes. evil’s all that i see, you ask me my name?
d to the rizzo, e to the vizzo, i to the lizzo. i’m a crazy mother——,
y’all knew that. austin caught me in the first act, it’s all backwards, what’s with that? so i’ll make a prophesy from the dogs to the mini-me.
gimme an escalay to two-way bling-bling on ebay. domino, m———–.
yeah. stick that in your pipe and smoke it. uh-huh. it’s for all my homies in brouge. uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh. ah, crystal, mymoto, a couple ‘o bee-hotches, why not?
i gotta bust-a-move, drop-in bust-a-groove, feelin’ fine.
got an evil crew, goldmember too, lick my nine. ’till the i’ll — on my ——— brains out —– i’ll call and spooge in your —-. that’s all, foshizzlemynizzle, y’all.

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