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From : SeeHearsThaThing
Added: Aug 26, 2008
{*Dogs barking, man panting then gasps, explosion and glass shatters*} [Intro: The Game] Punk-ass motherfucker, checkin shit What you was gon' do, kill me in my sleep you bitch-ass nigga? {*dogs still barking*} Tupac, Biggie, shut the fuck up! Them fuckin dogs, barkin and shit (don't shoot, don't shoot) {*gun cocks, BLAM*} Fuck you nigga [Chorus: Lil Wayne] And I'm grindin until I'm tired Cause they said you ain't grindin until you tired So I'm grindin with my eyes wide, lookin to find A way through the day, a life for the night Dear Lord you done took so many of my people I'm just wonderin why you haven't taken my life (my life, my life) Like what the hell am I doin right? (doin right) My life (my life, my life) [The Game] + (Lil Wayne) 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 cocaine 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 fuckin reason And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces (my life, my life) Cause that's Jesus people, and Game, he's the equal Hated on some much +Passion+ that Christ need a sequel Yeah, like Roc-a-Fella need a Sigel Like I needed my father, but he needed a needle (my life, my life) I need some meditation, so I can lead my people They askin why, why did John Lennon leave The Beatles? And why every hood nigga feed off evil? Answer my question 'fore this bullet leave this Desert Eagle [Chorus] [The Game] + (Lil Wayne) We are not the same, I am a Martian So approach my Phantom doors with caution You see them 24's spinnin? I earned 'em And all the pictures of me and Em, I burned 'em So it ain't no proof, that I ever walked through 8 Mile And since it ain't no Proof, I'll never walk through 8 Mile Sometimes I think about my life, with my face down Then I see my sons and put on that Kanye smile (my life, my life) Damn, I know his momma proud And since you helped me sell my +Dream+ we can share my momma now And like M.J.B., +No More Drama+ now Livin the +Good Life+, me and Common on common ground I spit crack, and niggaz could drop it out of town Got a Cris', call my estate, I'm never out of bounds My life used to be empty like a glock without a round Now my life full, like a chopper with a thousand rounds [Chorus] [The Game] + (Lil Wayne) Walk through the gates of hell, see my Impala parked in front With the high beams on, me and the devil sharin chronic blunts Listenin to the Chronic album, play it backwards Shootin at pictures of Don Imus for target practice My mind fucked up, so I cover it with a Raider hood I'm from the city that made you motherfuckers afraid of Suge {Compton, Compton} Made my grandmother pray for good It never made her happy, but I bet that new Mercedes could (my life, my life) Ain't no bars, but niggaz can't escape the hood It took so many of my niggaz, that I should hate the hood But it's real niggaz like me, that make the hood Ridin slow in that Phantom just the way I should (my life, my life) With the top back, in my Sox hat I'm +Paid in Full+, the nigga Alpo couldn't stop that Even if they brought the nigga 'Pac back I'll still keep this motherfucker cocked back [Chorus] [Lil Wayne] My life (my life, my life) My life (my life, my life) My life (my life, my life) (Thanks to Terrence for these lyrics)
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