It's an everyday stuggle
 Trying to get out
 Trying to get out
 Trying to make it
 Check this out nigga
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 I'm stuck in between a rock and a hard place
 Bad luck is what resluts from my paper chase
 I keep looking it ain't no dough
 So I don't wanna look no mo what
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 I need to get away to another day or place in time
 And find where reality can ease my mind
 And shine on me like the sons of the earth
 For what it's worth my turf is ruff and rugged so I gave birth
 To a dream where cream lies between
 All the dirt and the gravel so I battle to achieve my green
 And still try to move forward at a steady pace
 Cause bad luck is interfering with my paper chase
 So I erase the crime lies and sad cries
 Wit sore eyes and keep mines on the uprise
 But it don't work cause im steady getting jerked
 By my neighborhood up to no good where bad niggas lurk
 The urk me leaving effects that's too negative
 So Ludacris is looking for a better place to live
 And I can't stand it it's really got me buggin
 It's like im in the war and I just keep on tuggin cause i'm

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 I try to find a way outta this maze
 It's got me crazed im in a daze
 So many ways to boost into a different phase
 But I can't think I can't do nothing
 You think I'm fronting
 You hear me grunting
 Lord you ain't even saying nuttin
 I need some currency before there's an emergency
 Forget crimes I won't let my mind get the best of me
 It's not gone happen I'm trapped in two worlds
 On one side I see diamonds on the other I see pearls
 It's a whirlwind disaster with two damn sides
 So i'm gone with the wind and come right back with the tide
 Cause I keep my eyes on the skies and my head in the clouds
 And when my mouth is shut up it makes my thoughts get loud
 It's like a crowd in a stadium
 Mils I be craving em
 Money making schemes locked up in my cranium
 Cause I need outta this critical situation
 My mind's in jail I don't know the time that it's facing i'm

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 I'm sick of knockin I'm sick of clocking
 I'm sick of droppin in a hole never reaching my goal
 It's got my soul seperated into pieces
 It just increases
 I'm hit wit anger like a cooked tit wit hot greases
 So if you understood my attitude
 Maybe you feel what i'm feeling
 And then it start appealing
 To ya intellect and aspect of dreams and aspirations
 Death by temptations even got my heart basting
 So i'm tracing the line where I can find a better path
 And make it last sit back and laugh before the aftermath
 The tragic flaw is what makes it raw
 So let it fall and i'll get through it even if I have to crawl
 My way, I see the sun and there's no delay
 And i'ma pray cause the lord will make a brighter day
 Or will he keep me in his holding cell
 But enough wit the questions the only story to tell
 is that I'm

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