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1] I need to get away to day or place and time And find where can ease my mind And shine on me like the sun to the For what it's worth, my turf is rough and rugged so I birth To a dream where cream lies All the dirt and the gravel so I to achieve my green And still try to move forward at a steady Cause bad luck is interferin' my paper chase So I the crime lies and sad cries With sore eyes and keep on an uprise But it don't work cause I'm gettin' jerked By my neighborhood, up to no good, where bad lurk They urk me, leavin' effects that's too So Ludacris is lookin' for a better place to And I can't stand it, it's really got me It's like I'm in a war and I just keep on I'm
2] I try to find a way outta this maze, it's got me I'm in a daze, so many ways to boost into a phase But I can't thank, I do nothin', you think I'm frontin' You hear me gruntin' Lord, you ain't sayin' nothin' I need some before there's an emergency Forget crimes, I won't let my mind get the of me not gon' happen, I'm trapped in two worlds On one side I see diamonds, on the other I see It's a whirlwind disaster with two damn So I'm gone with the wind then come right back with the I keep my eyes on the and my head in the clouds And when my is shut up, it makes my thoughts get loud like a crowd in a stadium, bills I be cravin' em' Money schemes locked up in my cranium Cause I need this critical situation My mind's in jail, I don't the time that it's facin' I'm
3] I'm of knockin', I'm sick of clockin' I'm sick of droppin' in a hole, reachin' my goal It's got my soul separated into pieces, it just I'm hit with anger a cook is hit with hot greases So if you my attitude Maybe you'd feel what I'm And it'd start To ya intellect and aspect of dreams and Deaf by temptations, even got my hart So I'm tracin' a line where I can find a path And it last, sit back 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, cause the make a brighter day Or will he keep me in this holding But enough with the questions, the only story to is that I'm