Tales From the Hard Side
Biohazard Lyrics


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Your cards were dealt when
You drove through the night
As a man in dark clothes came into your sight
The barrel tapped the glass
You reached the window lock
Get the fuck out the car
And leave it in the crosswalk
He climbed into your seat
And dropped a vial of crack
Pissin' down your leg, you're a victim of carjack
Feel the cold steel as I pull the hammer back
Bang! You're fuckin' dead 'cause it's like that

Society, pushed him down and out
Soul provider what's it all about
Religion, faith can we do without
Social pressure we're too strung out

Another bad hand the cards have been dealt
Kid of fourteen, high aspirations held
To get ahead and run shit with his powerful will
Told by his role model, you're old enough to kill
See my ride, my bitches and my loot
If ya want to survive be prepared to shoot
Stay hard like me, you're bound to do well
A waste of precious life, twenty five and an L

I'll put a bullet in your head for the colour of your skin
This is my neighborhood who the fuck let you in




I'll stick with mine stay with your own kind
The virus of hate infects the ignorant mind

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Biohazard's song "Tales From the Hard Side" is a commentary on the harsh realities of life in society, particularly in disadvantaged communities. The first verse tells a story of a carjacking incident where the victim is held at gunpoint and forced out of the car. The song suggests that the perpetrator's actions are a result of societal pressures and circumstances that have pushed him to a life of crime and drug addiction. The lyrics use graphic language to describe the violence and fear of the situation, emphasizing the brutality of the world we live in.


The second verse portrays the story of a young boy who has been influenced by the wrong role models and ends up choosing a life of crime and violence. The singer suggests that even society's values and beliefs, such as religion and faith, have not been enough to prevent this kind of behavior. The song suggests that the young boy's actions are a result of the socio-economic conditions of his community, particularly poverty, crime, and a lack of opportunities. The chorus of the song touches on themes of social pressure and racism, suggesting that these issues continue to plague our society and create division among people.


Overall, the lyrics of "Tales From the Hard Side" serve as a commentary on societal issues and the harsh realities of life in disadvantaged communities. The song highlights the struggles and pressures that people face, particularly those who are forced into a life of crime and violence. The lyrics use graphic language to emphasize the brutality of the world we live in and the urgent need for change in our society.



Line by Line Meaning

Your cards were dealt when
Your fate was sealed when


You drove through the night
You were driving through the night


As a man in dark clothes came into your sight
A man wearing dark clothes appeared before you


The barrel tapped the glass
The gun barrel tapped the car window


You reached the window lock
You tried to lock the car window


Get the fuck out the car
Get out of the car quickly


And leave it in the crosswalk
And abandon it in the middle of the road


He climbed into your seat
He took your place in the driver's seat


And dropped a vial of crack
And dropped a container of illegal drugs


Pissin' down your leg, you're a victim of carjack
You're scared and helpless, being robbed of your car


Feel the cold steel as I pull the hammer back
Feel the coldness of the gun barrel as I prepare to shoot


Bang! You're fuckin' dead 'cause it's like that
Bang! You're killed, just like that


Society, pushed him down and out
Society rejected and oppressed him


Soul provider what's it all about
What's the point of being a good person anymore?


Religion, faith can we do without
Is it possible to live without religion and faith?


Social pressure we're too strung out
Society puts too much pressure on us


Another bad hand the cards have been dealt
Another unlucky situation has happened


Kid of fourteen, high aspirations held
A fourteen-year-old with high hopes and dreams


To get ahead and run shit with his powerful will
To succeed and have control with his strong determination


Told by his role model, you're old enough to kill
Taught by his mentor that it's appropriate to kill


See my ride, my bitches and my loot
See my car, my girls, and my money


If ya want to survive be prepared to shoot
If you want to survive in this world, be ready to use guns


Stay hard like me, you're bound to do well
Be tough like me, and you'll succeed


A waste of precious life, twenty five and an L
A sad loss of life, dying at the age of twenty-five


I'll put a bullet in your head for the colour of your skin
I'll kill you because of your skin color


This is my neighborhood who the fuck let you in
You don't belong in my neighborhood


I'll stick with mine stay with your own kind
I'll stay with people like me, and you should stay with your own kind


The virus of hate infects the ignorant mind
Hatred spreads in the minds of ignorant people




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: DANIEL SCHULER, EVAN SEINFELD, ROBERT SCOTT HAMBEL, WILLIAM DANIEL, IV GRAZIADEI

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@GratitudeRxHealingArts

Your cards were dealt when
You drove through the night
As a man in dark clothes came into your sight
The barrel tapped the glass
You reached the window lock
Get the fuck out the car
And leave it in the crosswalk
He climbed into your seat
And dropped a vial of crack
Pissin' down your leg, you're a victim of carjack
Feel the cold steel as I pull the hammer back
Bang! You're fuckin' dead 'cause it's like that

Society, pushed him down and out
Soul provider what's it all about
Religion, faith can we do without
Social pressure we're too strung out

Another bad hand the cards have been dealt
Kid of fourteen, high aspirations held
To get ahead and run shit with his powerful will
Told by his role model, you're old enough to kill
See my ride, my bitches and my loot
If ya want to survive be prepared to shoot
Stay hard like me, you're bound to do well
A waste of precious life, twenty five and an L

I'll put a bullet in your head for the colour of your skin
This is my neighborhood who the fuck let you in
I'll stick with mine stay with your own kind
The virus of hate infects the ignorant mind



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@Livefreeordie609

I shared a room with my older brother growing up and he turned me onto a lot of the music I still listen to today. He listened to a lot of biohazard, his first tattoo was a biohazard sign. He passed away from cancer three years ago. Anytime I hear any of the bands he turned me onto I get emotional. Amazing what music can do for one’s soul

@cokeboy_rob

I feel you man!music can be a time machine...g*d bless you both*

@lukepurcell2189

Most underrated metal band of all time, and their songs are HEAVY !

@johnpollaro8059

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@Melvinshermen

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@joeyonelifecrew

Hardcore dudes infusing metal= crossover. I know I sucked on Billy Bio’s nipple ring.

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@DEREKDESTROY

Biohazard dont get the recognition they deserve.

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@jstraughnb

Still absolutely bad ass almost thirty years later!!!

@memomartinez8867

Biohazard still kicking ass.
The best of 90' from New York.

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