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Ludacris - Hopeless lyrics
(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 onIt 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. |
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