Luyện nghe bài hát Rock And A Hard Place

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It's an everyday
to get out, tryin' to get out, tryin' to make it
Check this out nigga,

I'm stuck in between a and a hard place
Bad luck is what results from my chase
I lookin' but it ain't no doors
So I don't wanna look no mo',
I'm stuck in between a and a hard place
Bad luck is what from my paper chase
I keep but it ain't no doors
So I don't wanna no mo', what

1]
I need to get away to day or place and time
And find where reality can my mind
And on me like the sun to the Earth
For what it's worth, my turf is rough and rugged so I birth
To a dream where cream between
All the dirt and the gravel so I battle to my green
And try to move forward at a steady pace
Cause bad is interferin' with my paper chase
So I erase the crime and sad cries
With sore eyes and keep on an uprise
But it don't cause I'm steady gettin' jerked
By my neighborhood, up to no good, where bad lurk
They urk me, leavin' that's too negative
So Ludacris is for a better place to live
And I can't it, it's really got me buggin'
It's like I'm in a war and I keep on tuggin'
I'm

2]
I try to find a way outta maze, it's got me crazed
I'm in a daze, so many ways to boost into a different
But I can't thank, I can't do nothin', you I'm frontin'
You hear me gruntin' Lord, you ain't even nothin'
I some currency before there's an emergency
crimes, I won't let my mind get the best of me
It's not gon' happen, I'm trapped in two
On one I see diamonds, on the other I see pearls
It's a whirlwind disaster with two damn
So I'm gone with the wind then right back with the tide
I my eyes on the skies and my head in the clouds
And when my mouth is shut up, it my thoughts get loud
Just a crowd in a stadium, bills I be cravin' em'
Money makin' schemes locked up in my
Cause I need outta this critical
My mind's in jail, I don't the time that it's facin'
I'm

3]
I'm sick of knockin', I'm sick of
I'm sick of droppin' in a hole, never reachin' my
It's got my soul separated pieces, it just increases
I'm hit with anger like a is hit with hot greases
So if you my attitude
you'd feel what I'm feelin'
And start appealin'
To ya intellect and of dreams and aspirations
Deaf by temptations, got my hart pacin'
So I'm tracin' a line where I can find a better
And make it last, sit and laugh before the aftermath
The tragic is what makes it raw
So let it and I'll get through it even if I have to crawl
My way, I see the sun and there's no
I'ma pray, the Lord'll make a brighter day
Or will he me in this holding cell
But with the questions, the only story to tell is that I'm