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(Ludacris ft. Trick Daddy)
(Ludacris Talking)
Ooooh you feel that as I take you to them dirt roads
Deep in your southern roots.
When nobody said life was going to be easy
And we travel through this emotional rollercoaster called life,
and we have our ups and downs.
Just keep in mind when you hit rock bottom,
There aint no where to go but up baby.
It's just all you about how you deal wit it you feel me..
Listen here
(Chorus 2x)
When life seems hopeless
It make a nigga lose focus
Empty beer bottles and roaches
Helps to get it off my chest
Cause Im so stressed
And all I here is "fuck da world"
(Verse 1 Ludacris)
Man ever since life's been a gamble
My life been in shambles
Double edge sword burnin both sides of the candle
But Cris you cant handle the truth
Dont wanna face reailty
So Lord accept my apology
Please like when police say freeze
And I aint do shit
But Im down on my knees
Its a crooked system but gin straight take the pain away
I charge the game
And put my problems on layaway
A black man but I feel so blue
So I smoke green and purple til my dreams come true
Then my eyes turn red
Sky turns grey
Children slangin white in the hood
We call it yaah
Drink old gold
Down my yellow brick road
Then rewrite my script until my story's untold
See I got a little money and my life sped up
Now Im fallin and I cant get up
(Chorus 2x)
When life seems hopeless
Make a nigga lose focus
Empty beer bottles and roaches
Helps to get it off my chest
Cause Im so stressed
And all I hear is "fuck da world"
(Verse 2 Trick Daddy)
I had this dream about a dope fiene
And it's strange cause he can barly write or read
But seemed to get folks about anything
Curious about him I wanted to talk to him
But he was to busy for that
But I was more then welcome to walk with him
As we walked, he talked and I just listen
He said there's a big differnce between crackas and niggas
See he said white folks look out for the white folks
But uh black folks blame otha black folks
When they aint enough black roaks
But yo to make a long story short
We need pay more attenion and do things
That's way more convinvcing and he told me
You know I woulldn't say something that wouldn't work and I
Damn sure wouldn't waste my time telling something thata hurt you
But you would fall for anything if you don't stand for something
But that's for certain but niggas don't be listenin
And that shit be hurting. And uh
Not all of us, but some of us
and if we dont hurry up
they going to bury each and every one of us
(Chorus 2x)
When life seems hopeless
Makes a nigga lose focus
Empty beer bottles and roaches
Helps get off my chest
Cause im so stressed
And all I hear is "fuck da world"
(Verse 3 Ludacris)
Sometimes I can't deal with my daily issues just being sober
Life's a bitch and I can't control her
I wish I could and sometimes to cry on we need a shoulder
The government stand us up to run us over
And in the hood they dont seem to understand
God damn
What its really got me wondering if it's a part of a bigger plan
Man I smell some thing fishy going on
And its way beyond blowin away the smoke
from all these swishers goin on It aint much
I can do about it but preach the word
Tell my people to spend ya money wisely
Don't be obsured by some things that's appreciated (Like what)
Like a home to open ya eyes to whats the fuck's goings on
Cause they constantly getting rid of us
One by one whether its drugs or diesase or gun by gun
I aint no saint either I feel that Im even doing wrong
By using what's in this chorus to get through this song
(Chorus 2x)
When life seems hopeless
Makes a nigga lose focus
Empty beer bottles and roaches
Helps get off my chest
Cause im so stressed
And all I hear is "fuck da world"
(Trick Daddy talking)
You kno ya'll going to mess around
and keep on complaining bout slavery.
That was over 40 50 years ago. Black folks need to move on.
Stay strong. Ya'll keep playin with a cracker they going to have
yo ass tied up, wired up on them back roads of South Florida Georgia.
And they made them laws, so they can't do nothing for you.
Can a church get an amen? And God for the thugs too Amen.