Trae tha Truth & R. Kelly
Trae tha Truth & Jeezy & Yo Gotti
Trae tha Truth
Trae tha Truth & Rico Love & DJ Khaled & T.I.
Trae tha Truth & T.I.
Trae tha Truth & Z-Ro & Bun B & Paul Wall & Slim Thug & Kirko Bangz
Trae tha Truth
Trae tha Truth & Meek Mill
Trae tha Truth
Trae tha Truth & Young Noble & Z-Ro
Trae tha Truth & DJ Scream & Derez De’Shon
Trae tha Truth & Waka Flocka Flame
Trae tha Truth & Juicy J & T.I.
Trae tha Truth & T-Pain
Trae tha Truth & Boosie Badazz
Trae tha Truth & Wayne Blazed & Rich Boy & Too $hort & Twista
Trae tha Truth & Big K.R.I.T. & J. Cole & Kendrick Lamar & Jadakiss & B.o.B & Gudda Gudda & Bun B & Tyga & Mark Morrison
Trae tha Truth & DJ Scream
[Intro: Z-Ro]
What don’t kill me make me stronger (Preach!) Ya dig? I dig
It’s like this on Kimbo Slice or something like that (Okay)
Time Brock Lesnar (Okay) Time Komane (Okay)
Time mighty mothafuckin Thor ha-ha-ha
Vandross (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Z-Ro]
Hopin’ they’d bury me with ammunitions, weed and shells
Just in case they trip in heaven, ain’t no G’s in hell
They lock me up for sellin’ dope but they move keys as well
I keep my mouth closed 'cause after all, who did Jesus tell?
God – that’s who I talk to on a daily basis
I put in work for my people but they don’t wanna pay me faces
I got patience but I’d lose my blessing if they’d make me chase it
I can see the evil in they eyes, they can’t even fake their hatred (Damn)
Death gotta be easy 'cause life is hard
Making decisions that drive you crazy if life is involved
Don’t owe no money if your husband or your wife is involved
But divine intervention is what Jesus Christ is involved
Question: what is the dollar sign, a snake through sticks?
Trust a snake and get bitten, the sticks they used to beat us wit'
Just givin’ game to all the men, women, boys & girls
That’s tryna maintain in this fucked up world, that’s right
[Chorus: Z-Ro & Trae Tha Truth]
You already know how they hate me, mane (in this fucked up world)
In a world that treat me so cruel (damn, in this fucked up world)
To let you know no matter how hard they try (in this fucked up world)
I’m a asshole so I do what I do (Remember that in this fucked up world)
[Verse 2: Trae Tha Truth]
Being born with less, I must confess only adds on to the stress (On to the stress)
A bullet wound to the homie head, died, his [?] (Died and his [?])
Going crazy, holding my faith, realizing I’m blessed (I'm blessed)
Got me praying, I get a break before they put me to rest (Before they put me to rest)
Ain’t nothing promised plus it’s hard for me to smile though and this shit hurts
My brother doing life, somehow I feel like this shit gon' work (It gon' work)
I’m living for the day like ain’t no place for me tomorrow
Gotta make it if I have to beg or borrow
Walkin’ with the homie late night, hope he forgive me for my sins (Yeah)
Hoping that my space ain’t occupied the day that I get in
These haters got me messed off (Messed off) I’m livin’ with my fist off (Fist off)
If I don’t make it home, then Houston pick up where I left off (Left off)
Loyalty and stripes, it ain’t a day I take the vest off (Vest off)
To stop it they gon' have to take my chest off (Chest off)
I never meant to cause drama to my brothers or mama
Even though I feel I’m losing my mind (Damn) In this fucked up world
[Chorus: Z-Ro & Trae Tha Truth]
You already know how they hate me, mane (in this fucked up world)
In a world that treat me so cruel (damn, in this fucked up world)
To let you know no matter how hard they try (in this fucked up world)
I’m a asshole so I do what I do (Remember that in this fucked up world)
[Verse 3: Young Noble]
Shot him to death and left him bleedin’ for his fam there to see (Family to see)
Less than three months after my Makaveli deceased (Fuck peace)
For Kadafi, I carry on with the weight on my shoulders (Weight on my shoulders)
Soak the lesson’s count my blessings, now I’m leading the soldiers
A.B.N. Outlawz, got my H-Town niggas (H-Town niggas)
Got my weight up with my hate, let's pay 'em back – now I’m bigger
Still thugin' in this game mane, huggin' the block (Huggin' the block)
Industry try to blackball us, we remind ‘em of 'Pac (Remind 'em of 'Pac)
Some of the realest in the game (Game) I’m just statin’ the facts (Facts)
Bear witness, can’t you see that we’re under attack?
We never meant to cause drama, we just tryna get dollars
I wrote a letter to the president, to Mr. Obama (Mr. Obama)
I ain’t seen too much change, feel like shit getting worse
Ain't try to go to no more funerals, I’m sick of the church
Spit that ghetto gospel, hope for black boys and girls
We Outlawz in this fucked up world
In this fucked up world
[Chorus: Z-Ro & Trae Tha Truth]
You already know how they hate me, mane (In this fucked up world)
In a world that treat me so cruel (Damn, in this fucked up world)
To let you know no matter how hard they try (In this fucked up world)
I’m a asshole so I do what I do (Remember that in this fucked up world)
Fucked Up World was written by Young Noble & Z-Ro & Trae tha Truth.
Trae tha Truth released Fucked Up World on Wed Aug 29 2012.