"Hopeless" as written by Maurice Young, Christopher Bridges and Fred St. Amand....
Ooh 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 to this emotional roller coaster called life
And we have our ups and downs

Just keep in mind
When you hit rock bottom
There ain't no where to go but up baby
Just all you about how you deal wit it you feel me... listen here

When life seems hopeless
It make a n**** lose focus
Empty beer bottles and roaches, helps to get it off my chest cause
I'm so stressed and all I here is "f*** the world" [Repeat: x2]

Man ever since life been a gamble
My life been in shamble
Double edge sword burnin' both sides of the candle
"But Cris, you can't handle the truth"

Don't want to face reailty
So lord accept my apology
Please like when police say freeze
And I ain't do s***

But I'm 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 yeah drink old gold
Down my yellow brick road
Then rewrite my script til my story's untold
See I got a little money and my life sped up now
I'm fallin' and I can't get up

[Chorus: x2]

I had to dream about a dope fiend
And its strange 'cause he can barely write or read
But seems to get folks about anything curious about him
I wanted to talk to him but he was to busy fo 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 difference between crackas and n****s

See he said white folks look out fo the white folks but uh black folks blang wit tha black folks
When they ain't enough black roakz
When you ooh to make a long story short
We need pay more attention and do things that are more completes and he told me

You know I wouldn't say something that wouldn't work and I wouldn't damn sure waste my time telling something that would hurt you
But you would fall for anything
If you don't stand for something

But that's for certain but n****s don't be listen and that s*** be hurting
No all of us but some of us
And if we don't hurry up
They going to bury each and every one of us

[Chorus: x2]

Sometimes I can't deal wit my daily issues
Just being sober lifes a b**** 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 don't seem to understand

What's really got me wondering
Is if its a part of a bigger plan man
I smell some thing fishy goin on and its way beyond blowin' away the smoke from these swishers
Goin' on it ain't much I can do about it but preach the word of telling my people to spend ya money

Wisely don't be obscured
By some things that depreciated like what like a home to open ya eyes to
What's the f***s that's goings on
'Cause the constantly getting rid of us one by one Whether Its drugs or diseases or gun by

Gun I ain't no saint either I feel that
I'm even doing wrong by usin this chorus to get through this song

[Chorus: x2]

You know y'all going to mess around and complain about slavery that was over 40,
50 years ago black folks need to move on
Y'all keep playin wit a crackerthey going to have yo a** tied up
Wired up to them back roads south Florida, Georgia

And they made hem laws say they can't do anything for you
Can a church get a amen and god for them thugs too

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"Hopeless" as written by Christopher Bridges Maurice Young

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