Songtexte: Ludacris. Rock And A Hard Place.

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Chorus:
I?m stuck between a rock and a hard place
Bad luck is what results from my paper chase
I keep looking and ain?t no dough
So I don?t wanna look no more

Verse 1:
I need to get away to another day or place or time
And find where reality can ease my mind
And shine on me like the sun to the earth
For what its worth my turf is rough 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 I?m steady getting jerked
By my neighborhood up to no good where bad niggas lurk
They irk me leavin affects that 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 I?m in a war and I just keep on tuggin

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Verse 2:
I try to find a way out of this maze
It?s got me crazed
I?m in a daze so many ways
To boost it to a different phase
I can?t think I cant so nothing
You thing I?m frontin you think I?m gruntin
Lord you ain?t even sayin nothin
I need some currency before there is an emergency
Forget crimes I won?t let my mind get the best of me
Its not gonna happen I?m trapped in 2 worlds
On one side I see diamonds on the other side I see pearls
It?s a world wind disaster wit damn sides
So I?m gone wit the wind
And come right back wit the tides
Keep my eyes on discises and my head in the clouds
When my mouth shut up it make my thoughts get loud
It?s like a crowd in a stadium
Mils I be craving them
Money making schemes looked up in my cranium
Cause I need out of this critical situation
My minds in jail I don?t know what time that it is facing
Cause I?m

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Verse 3:
I?, sick of knocking
I?m sick of clockin
And I?m sick of dropping in a hole never reaching my goal
It?s got my soul separated into pieces
It just increases
I?m hit wit anger like a cook is hit wit hot greases
So if you understood my attitude maybe you
Feel what I?m feeling and then you start appealin
To your intellect to aspect of dreams and aspirations
Death by temptations seem to get my heart racing
So I?m tracing a line where I can find a better
Val and make it last
Sit back and laugh before the aftermath
The tragic flaw is what makes it raw
So let it thaw
And ill get through it even if I have to crawl
My way I see the sun and theirs no delay
And I?m a pray cause the lord will make a brighter day
Or will he keep me in this holding cell
But enough wit the questions only story to
Tell is that I?m stuck

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