Letra de canción descargada de: https://www.albumcancionyletra.com ------------------------------------------ Ludacris - Rock and a hard place ------------------------------------------ Yeah yeah Itīs an everyday stuggle Trying to get out Trying to get out Trying to make it Check this out nigga What [Chorus:] Iīm stuck in between a rock and a hard place Bad luck is what resluts from my paper chase I keep looking it ainīt no dough So I donīt wanna look no mo what [repeat] 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 itīs 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 donīt work cause im steady getting jerked By my neighborhood up to no good where bad niggas lurk The urk me leaving effects thatīs too negative So Ludacris is looking for a better place to live And I canīt stand it itīs really got me buggin Itīs like im in the war and I just keep on tuggin cause iīm [Chorus] I try to find a way outta this maze Itīs got me crazed im in a daze So many ways to boost into a different phase But I canīt think I canīt do nothing You think Iīm fronting You hear me grunting Lord you ainīt even saying nuttin I need some currency before thereīs an emergency Forget crimes I wonīt let my mind get the best of me Itīs not gone happen Iīm trapped in two worlds On one side I see diamonds on the other I see pearls Itīs a whirlwind disaster with two damn sides So iīm 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 Itīs 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 mindīs in jail I donīt know the time that itīs facing iīm [Chorus] Iīm sick of knockin Iīm sick of clocking Iīm sick of droppin in a hole never reaching my goal Itīs got my soul seperated into pieces It just increases Iīm hit wit anger like a cooked tit wit hot greases So if you understood my attitude Maybe you feel what iīm feeling And then it start appealing To ya intellect and aspect of dreams and aspirations Death by temptations even got my heart basting So iīm 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 iīll get through it even if I have to crawl My way, I see the sun and thereīs no delay And iīma 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 Iīm [Chorus]