ooooh you feel that as i take you to them dirt roads deep in your southern rootswhen nobody said life was going to be easy and we travel to this emotional roller coaster called lifeand we have our ups and downsjust keep in mindwhen you hit rock bottomthere aint no where to go but up babyjust all you about how you deal wit it you feel me.. listen herewhen life seems hopelessit make a nikga lose focusempty beer bottles and roaches helps to get it off my chest causeim so stressed and all i here is "fuk da world" man ever since life been a gamblemy life been in shamblezdouble edge sword burnin both sides of the candle but cris but you cant handle the truthdont wanna face reailtyso lord accept my apoligyplease like when police say freezeand i aint do shitbut im down on my kneesits a crooked system but gin straight take the pain away i charge the gameand put my problems on layawaya black man but i feel so blueso i smoke green and purple til my dreams come truethen my eyes turn redsky turns greychildren slangin white in the hoodwe call it yaay drink old golddown my yellow brick roadthen rewrite my script til my story is untoldsee i got a little money and my life sped up nowim fallin and i cant get upwhen life seems hopelessmake a nikga lose focusempty beer bottles and roacheshelps to get it off my chestcause im so stressed and all i hear is fuck the worldi had to dream about a dope fieneand its strange cause he can bearly write or read but seems to get folkz about anything curious about himi wanted to talk to him but he was to busy fo thatbut i was more then welcome to walk wit himas we walkedhe talked and i just listenhe said theres a big differnce between crackas and niggassee he said white folks look out fo the white folks but uh black folks blang wit tha black folkswhen they aint enough black roakzwhen you ooh to make a long story shortwe need pay more attenion and do things that are more compleset and he told meyou kno i woulldnt say something that wouldnt work and i wouldnt dam waste my time telling something that would hurt youbut you would fall for anythingif you dont stand for somethingbut thats for certain but nikgas dont be listen and that shit be hurtingno all of us but some of usand if we dont hurry upthey going to bury each and every one of usand if we dont hurry upwhen life seems hopelessmakes a nigka lose focusempty beer bottles and roachesit helps get off my chestcause im soo stressted and i all hear is fuck the worldwhen life seems hopelessmakes a nigga lose focusit helps to get it off my chestcause im so stressted and i all hear is fuk the world sometimes i cant deal wit my daily issuesjust being sober lifes a bitch and i cant control heri wish i could and sometimes to cry onwe need a shoulderthe goverment stand us upto run us overand in the hood they dont seem to understandgod damn whats really got me wonderingis if its a part of a bigger plan mani smell some thing fishy goin on and its way beyond blowin away the smoke from these swishergoin on it aint much i can do about it but preach the word of telling my people to spend ya money wisely dont be obcared by some things that depresiated like what like a home to open ya eyes towhats the fucks thats goings on cause the constantly getting rid of us one by one wither its drugs or diesase or gun by gun i aint no saint either i feel that im even doing wrong by usein this chorus to get thru this song you kno yall going to mess around and complain about slavery that was over 40 50 years ago black folks need to move on yall keep playin wit a crackerthey going to have yo ass tied up wired up to them back roads south florida and t
hey made them laws say they cant do anything for you can a church get a amen and god for the thugs.

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