[Intro]
Punk a** motherf**er!
b**h a** n***a!
What were you gonna do?
k** me in my sleep u b**h a** n***a?
2Pac, Biggie shut the f** up!
f**ing dogs, they barking sh**…
Don’t shoot me! Don’t shoot me!
f** you n***a!
[Chorus (Lil’ Wayne)]
And I’m grindin’ until I’m tired
And you ain’t grindin’ until you tired
So I’m grinding with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way through the day
The life of the night
Dear lord you’ve take so many of my people
I’m just wondering why you haven’t taken my life
Like what the hell am I doing right?
[Verse 1 (The Game)]
Take me away from the hood, like a state penitentiary
Take me away from the hood, in a casket or a Bentley
Take me away, like I overdosed on c**aine
Or take me away, like a bullet from Kurt Cobain
Suicide, I’m from a windy city like do or die
From a block close to where Biggie was crucified
That was Brooklyn’s Jesus, shot for no f**ing reason
And you wonder why Kanye wears his Jesus pieces
(My life!)
Cause that’s Jesus people, and Game he’s the equal
Hated on so much Pa**ion Of The Christ need a sequel
Yeah, like Roc-A-Fella needed Siegel
Like I needed my father (My life!) but he needed a needle
I need some meditation so I can lead my people
They askin’ why? Why did John Lennon leave the Beatles?
And Why every hood n***a feed off evil?
Answer my question before this bullet leave this Desert Eagle
[Chorus (Lil’ Wayne)]
And I’m grindin’ until I’m tired
And you ain’t grindin’ until you tired
So I’m grinding with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way through the day
The life of the night
Dear lord you’ve take so many of my people
I’m just wondering why you haven’t taken my life
Like what the hell am I doing right?
[Verse 2 (The Game)]
We are not the same, I am a martian
So approach my Phantom doors with caution
You see them 24’s spinnin’, I earned them
And all the pictures of me and Em, I burned them
So it ain’t no proof that I ever walked through 8 Mile
So they ain’t no proof I ever walked through 8 mile
And since their ain’t no proof I never walked through 8 mile
Sometimes I think about my life with my face down
Then I see my sons and put on that Kanye smile
Damn I know his mama proud
And since you helped me sell my dream
We can share my mama now
And like MJB, no more drama now
Livin’ the good life
Me and Common on common ground
I spit crack
And n***as could drive it outta town
Got a Chris Paul mind state
I’m never out of bounds
My life use to be empty
Like a Glock without a round
Now my life full
Like a chopper with a thousand rounds
[Chorus (Lil’ Wayne)]
And I’m grindin’ until I’m tired
And you ain’t grindin’ until you tired
So I’m grinding with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way through the day
The life of the night
Dear lord you’ve take so many of my people
I’m just wondering why you haven’t taken my life
Like what the hell am I doing right?
[Verse 3 (The Game)]
Walked through the gates of hell
See my Impala parked in front
With the high beams on
Me and the devil
Sharing chronic blunts
Listening to The Chronic album
Playin’ backwards
Shootin’ at pictures of Don Imus
For target practice
My mind f**ed up, so I
Cover it with a Raider hood
I’m from the city that made you
Motherf**ers afraid of Suge
Made my Grandmother pray for good
And never made her happy
But I bet that new Mercedes could
Ain’t no bars, but n***as can’t
Escape the hood
They took so many of my n***as
That I should hate the hood
But it’s real n***as like me
That make the hood
Ridin’ slow in that Phantom
Just the way I should
With the top back
And my Sox hat
I’m Paid in Full
The n***a Alvo couldn’t stop that
Even if they brought the n***a Pac back
I’d still keep this motherf**er cocked back
[Chorus (Lil’ Wayne)]
And I’m grindin’ until I’m tired
And you ain’t grindin’ until you tired
So I’m grinding with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way through the day
The life of the night
Dear lord you’ve take so many of my people
I’m just wondering why you haven’t taken my life
Like what the hell am I doing right?
My Life [4X]