K-Rino - Obstacles lyrics

You can't say no weapon formed
Against you shall prosper
Then fold up when it get hard
Let's go after it

Life was pretty rough for a minute there
The status of your sanity was in the air
Almost impossible not to consume hate
When bad luck is living with
You like a roommate
The clouds got dark and started rumbling
The rain from the outside was coming in
You're trying not to panic
But that's the case
The water got higher, it was at your waist
It's hell now but I ain't
Got to tell you that
It's closing in on me, God where you at?
You're hurting for some bread
Looking at your son
That lil' 9 to 5 just ain't getting it done
Your partner's make your weeks pay
In half a day
Promise your baby mama not to get it that way
Life's circumstances make it kinda
Hard to trust
We always remember God is a part of us

We overcoming obstacles and
Letting blessings in
I heard somebody say success
Is the best revenge
If you utilise the talent that was put in you
You can master everything they
Said you couldn't do

See, all you wanna do is make the drama die
Your daddy never claimed you
And your mama's high
It's hard to trust people, you afraid of help
With no parents around so you raised yourself
All your life people shooting slugs at you
Every time you take a step
They knock you back two
Your house was like hell years
Days and months
Next door neighbours' living like
The Brady Bunch
Wish you could've went to school
And do something great
But sometimes you barely ate
And couldn't concentrate
"You ain't nothing but a loser"
That's what people said
You ain't evil but you
Hustling for illegal bread
You resorted to the streets
And started getting love
'Cus the thugs was the only
Folks who didn't judge
And even though you might have
One or two stripes
Deep in your heart you know there's
Greater purpose for your life

You can't let your dreams shrivel up
Or burst and die
Just because it didn't happen
On the first try
Or the second, or the third
Or the fourth time
Diamonds don't define greatness
Let your heart shine
You keep running up on these locked doors
Accept God's version of a blessing not yours
We don't always know what's best
So trust in him because
You don't even know yourself
Better than he does
Satan's cup is full of hate
So let the evil drink
You too grown to worry about
What other people think
Spiritual war try to make
Your higher conscious win
Even if the Devil do get a few punches in
And we can heal to the fullest soon
If we stop putting band-aids on bullet wounds
Addressing problems from the root'll
Make you sober quick
And watch how strong you get
Once it's over with