Lyrics
[Chorus] x2
It's tough, No matter how hard we try,
down on our knees, head to the sky,
I pray that we make it out alive,
guys, we gotta wait for Better Days
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[Verse 1]
They got me stressin', life as an adolescent,
an emcee still waitin' to write his baddest sentance,
grew up in the gutter so we aint take a stab at tennis,
scorned parents writing down a pad of lessons
lastin' impressions given, livin' as your scapegoat,
for how you stay broke, well get a pen and take notes,
on the grind, fail you might, don't let it break hopes,
become determined, no burnin' bridges, shit just make dough,
livin' with shaked hope, barely scratchin' the surface,
a glass ceilin' on top, you askin' if it's worth to lift,
there's worse shit, soldiers becomin' deterrents,
and it worsens, cursin' cold blooded insurgents,
church sins from broad dreams of a settled fate,
Veronica's Will shredded and the letter's fade
set em straight, grab the chair for a lastin' shock,
sleepin' on reality, a wake & see a casket drop
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[Chorus] x2
It's tough, No matter how hard we try,
down on our knees, head to the sky,
I pray that we make it out alive,
guys, we gotta wait for Better Days
---
[Verse 2]
Indo on my breath, blunt ashes on the chest,
tellin' kids to stay in school if there's classes left,
watch for those out to prove harassed in stress,
'cause they waitin' for a chance to beat ya ass to death
broke kids wit nuttin' but hopes to be in show biz,
but it's unknown so they stay put and don't approach it,
given life in the hood is what they have to cope with,
like rain on the glasses it's gettin' hard to focus,
clothes ripped, shoes lookin' like they could talk,
home's foreclosed, nuttin' left but to pray to God,
the parade's are gone, city and a state of cons,
so put up the caution tape and trace with chalk,
pace the block, a death threat or a weak bluff,
it's like weights on the chin, it's hard to keep up,
I do it yet, show the neck when police rough,
victims of another crime but they don't believe us
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[Chorus] x2
It's tough, No matter how hard we try,
down on our knees, head to the sky,
I pray that we make it out alive,
guys, we gotta wait for Better Days
---
[Verse 3]
A scathing soul buzzed from the Hennesy,
some hate but I still got love for my enemies,
no child dyin' wit R.I.P. etched on stone,
a broken home 'cause the momma left alone,
upset & prone, tear drops fall to dried lips,
wishin' for the same feelin' that he died with,
supplyin' addiction and it's the reason I shrug,
give a dead-beat a $20 and he'll buy drugs,
in the club hittin' on chicks and I got digits,
but walked away mad 'cause I called em bitches,
girl distraught, caught in time Dad would beat her,
class picture with a black eye so kids would tease her,
carryin' guns leisure, innocent yet no court for me,
an ear to a vet teary-eyed from war stories,
I know we down in the dirt but tryna set it straight,
so listen people, I feel you, just wait for the Better Dayz
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[Chorus] x2
It's tough, No matter how hard we try,
down on our knees, head to the sky,
I pray that we make it out alive,
guys, we gotta wait for Better Days
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