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I'm stuck in between a and a hard place Bad luck is what results from my paper I keep lookin' but it ain't no So I wanna look no mo', what I'm stuck in between a rock and a place Bad luck is what results from my chase I keep lookin' but it ain't no So I wanna look 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 worth, my turf is rough and rugged so I gave birth To a dream where lies between 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' with my paper So I erase the crime lies and sad With sore and keep mine's on an uprise But it don't work I'm steady gettin' jerked By my neighborhood, up to no good, where bad niggas They urk me, leavin' that's too negative So Ludacris is lookin' for a better place to And I can't stand it, really got me buggin' like I'm in a war and I just keep on tuggin' I'm
2] I try to a way outta this maze, it's got me crazed I'm in a daze, so many to boost into a different phase But I can't thank, I do nothin', you think I'm frontin' You hear me Lord, you ain't even sayin' nothin' I need currency before there's an emergency Forget crimes, I let my mind get the best of me It's not gon' happen, I'm trapped in two On one side I see diamonds, on the other I see It's a whirlwind disaster two damn sides So I'm gone with the wind then come right back with the I keep my eyes on the skies and my head in the And when my mouth is shut up, it makes my thoughts get Just like a in a stadium, bills I be cravin' em' Money makin' schemes up in my cranium Cause I need outta critical situation My mind's in jail, I don't know the time that it's I'm
3] I'm sick of knockin', I'm of clockin' I'm sick of droppin' in a hole, never my goal It's got my soul separated into pieces, it increases I'm hit with anger like a is hit with hot greases So if you understood my Maybe you'd what I'm feelin' And it'd appealin' To ya intellect and aspect of dreams and by temptations, even got my hart pacin' So I'm tracin' a where I can find a better path And make it last, sit and laugh before the aftermath The tragic flaw is makes it raw So let it thaw and I'll get through it even if I to crawl My way, I see the sun and there's no pray, cause the Lord'll make a brighter day Or he keep me in this holding cell But enough with the questions, the only to tell is that I'm