But some time that tragedy means its over, soulja
from the academy, league of rollers
I deny being down though they seem to hold us
my shoulders are strong, i prove them wrong
I ain't doing nothin but movin on, let the truth be known
But they talk that freedom matters, and didn't even leave a ladder, damn

I, knock on the door, hope isn't home,
fates not around, the lucks all gone
don't ask me whats wrong, ask me whats right
and ima tell you whats life
and did you know?
I lost everything, but I ain't the only one
first came the hurricane, then the morning sun
Excuse me if I'm on one, and don't trip if i light one, i walk a tight one
They try to tell me keep my eyes open
my whole city under water, some people still floatin
then they wonder why black people still voting, cause your presidents still chokin
Take away the football team, the basketball team
now all we got is me to represent New Orleans
no governor, no help from the mayor
just a steady beatin heart, and a wish and a prayer

and is you come from under the water then theres fresh air
just breathe baby, gods got a blessing to spare
yes, i know the process has so much stress
but its the progress that fills the best
cause i came from the projects straight to success
and your next, so try they cant steal your pride its inside
then find it and keep on grinding
cause in every dark cloud theres a silver lining
I know...

Chorus:
You tie my hands, what am i gonna be?
What have i done so bad, what is my destiny?
You tie my hands, what am I going to see?
What have I done so bad, what am I gonna be?