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My Life (feat. Lil Wayne)
The Game
[The Game]
Punk ass mothafucka
What chu goin do kill me in my sleep y
ou bitch ass nigga?
Tupac! Biggie! shut the fuck up!
fucking dogs barking and shit
[Punk Ass Motherfucker]
DonÂ’t shoot
DonÂ’t shoot
[The Game]
Fuck You Nigga!
[LilÂ’ Wayne]
And IÂ’m grindinÂ’ till IÂ’m tired
They say you ainÂ’t grindinÂ’ till you tired
So IÂ’m grindinÂ’ with my eyes wide
Looking to find, a way through the day,
a life of the night
Dear Lord youÂ’ve done took
so many of my people
but IÂ’m just wonderinÂ’ why
You havenÂ’t taken my life (x3)
Like what the hell am I doing right? ( x3)
[The Game]
The hazing has BEGUN
Take me away from the hood
like a state penitentiary
Take me away from the hood
in the casket or a Bentley
Take me away,
like I overdosed on cocaine
Take me away like a bullet
from Kurt Cobain
Suicide (Suicide..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 x3)
'Cause that's Jesus people
and Game needs the equal
Hated on so much,
"Passion of Christ" need a sequel
Yeah, like Roc-a-fella needed Sigel
Like I needed my father,
but he needed a needle
(My Life x3)
I need some meditation,
so I can leave my people
They askin' “"Why"?
Why did John Lennon leave The Beatles?”
And why every hood nigga feed off evil?
Answer my question before this bullet
leave this Desert Eagle
[LilÂ’ Wayne]
And IÂ’m grindinÂ’ till IÂ’m tired
They say you ainÂ’t grindinÂ’ till you tired
So IÂ’m grindinÂ’ with my eyes wide
Looking to find, a way through the day,
a life of the night
Dear Lord youÂ’ve done took
so many of my people
but IÂ’m just wonderinÂ’ why
You havenÂ’t taken my life (x3)
Like what the hell am I doing right? ( x3)
[Verse 2]
We are not the same,
I am a Martian
So approach my Phantom doors
with caution (caution)
You see them 24's spinnin'?
I earned them
And all the pictures of me and Em,
I burned them
So there ain't no proof
that I ever walked through 8 Mile
And since there 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 (My Life x3)
Damn, I know his momma's proud
And since you helped me sell my dream,
we can share my momma now
And like MJB, no more drama now
LivinÂ’ the good life,
me and Common on common ground
I spit crack and niggas
could drive it outta town
Gotta Chris Paul mind state,
I'm never outta bounds
My life used to be empty
like a glock without a round
Now my life full,
like a chopper
with a thousand rounds (Gunshots)
[LilÂ’ Wayne]
And IÂ’m grindinÂ’ till IÂ’m tired
They say you ainÂ’t grindinÂ’ till you tired
So IÂ’m grindinÂ’ with my eyes wide
Looking to find, a way through the day,
a life of the night
Dear Lord youÂ’ve done took
so many of my people
but IÂ’m just wonderinÂ’ why
You havenÂ’t taken my life (x3)
Like what the hell am I doing right? ( x3)
[Verse 3]
(My Life x3)
Walk through the gates of Hell,
see my Impala parked in front
The high beams on,
me and Devil share chronic blunts
Listening to the "Chronic" album,
playing backwards
ShootinÂ’ 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
(ComptonÂ…. Compton...)
Made my grandmother pray for good
And never made her happy,
when I bet that new Mercedes Could
(My Life x3)
Ain't no bars,
but niggas can't escape the hood
They took so many of my niggas
that I should hate the hood
But it's real niggas
like me that made the hood
Ridin' slow with that Phantom
just the way I should (My Life x3)
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'd still keep this motherfucker cocked back
[LilÂ’ Wayne]
And IÂ’m grindinÂ’ till IÂ’m tired
They say you ainÂ’t grindinÂ’ till you tired
So IÂ’m grindinÂ’ with my eyes wide
Looking to find, a way through the day,
a life of the night
Dear Lord youÂ’ve done took
so many of my people
but IÂ’m just wonderinÂ’ why
You havenÂ’t taken my life (3x)
Like what the hell am I doing right? (3x)
(My Life x 3)
(My Life x 3)
(My Life x 3)
compositores: ANDRE CHRISTOPHER LYON, MICHAEL CARTER DWAYNE, EDWARD JOHN MONTILLA, MARCELLO VALENZANO, JAYCEON TERRELL TAYLOR, BRYAN WILLIAMS, CHAZ WILLIAM MISHAN, DAVID ANTHONY DELAZYN
Punk ass mothafucka
What chu goin do kill me in my sleep y
ou bitch ass nigga?
Tupac! Biggie! shut the fuck up!
fucking dogs barking and shit
[Punk Ass Motherfucker]
DonÂ’t shoot
DonÂ’t shoot
[The Game]
Fuck You Nigga!
[LilÂ’ Wayne]
And IÂ’m grindinÂ’ till IÂ’m tired
They say you ainÂ’t grindinÂ’ till you tired
So IÂ’m grindinÂ’ with my eyes wide
Looking to find, a way through the day,
a life of the night
Dear Lord youÂ’ve done took
so many of my people
but IÂ’m just wonderinÂ’ why
You havenÂ’t taken my life (x3)
Like what the hell am I doing right? ( x3)
[The Game]
The hazing has BEGUN
Take me away from the hood
like a state penitentiary
Take me away from the hood
in the casket or a Bentley
Take me away,
like I overdosed on cocaine
Take me away like a bullet
from Kurt Cobain
Suicide (Suicide..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 x3)
'Cause that's Jesus people
and Game needs the equal
Hated on so much,
"Passion of Christ" need a sequel
Yeah, like Roc-a-fella needed Sigel
Like I needed my father,
but he needed a needle
(My Life x3)
I need some meditation,
so I can leave my people
They askin' “"Why"?
Why did John Lennon leave The Beatles?”
And why every hood nigga feed off evil?
Answer my question before this bullet
leave this Desert Eagle
[LilÂ’ Wayne]
And IÂ’m grindinÂ’ till IÂ’m tired
They say you ainÂ’t grindinÂ’ till you tired
So IÂ’m grindinÂ’ with my eyes wide
Looking to find, a way through the day,
a life of the night
Dear Lord youÂ’ve done took
so many of my people
but IÂ’m just wonderinÂ’ why
You havenÂ’t taken my life (x3)
Like what the hell am I doing right? ( x3)
[Verse 2]
We are not the same,
I am a Martian
So approach my Phantom doors
with caution (caution)
You see them 24's spinnin'?
I earned them
And all the pictures of me and Em,
I burned them
So there ain't no proof
that I ever walked through 8 Mile
And since there 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 (My Life x3)
Damn, I know his momma's proud
And since you helped me sell my dream,
we can share my momma now
And like MJB, no more drama now
LivinÂ’ the good life,
me and Common on common ground
I spit crack and niggas
could drive it outta town
Gotta Chris Paul mind state,
I'm never outta bounds
My life used to be empty
like a glock without a round
Now my life full,
like a chopper
with a thousand rounds (Gunshots)
[LilÂ’ Wayne]
And IÂ’m grindinÂ’ till IÂ’m tired
They say you ainÂ’t grindinÂ’ till you tired
So IÂ’m grindinÂ’ with my eyes wide
Looking to find, a way through the day,
a life of the night
Dear Lord youÂ’ve done took
so many of my people
but IÂ’m just wonderinÂ’ why
You havenÂ’t taken my life (x3)
Like what the hell am I doing right? ( x3)
[Verse 3]
(My Life x3)
Walk through the gates of Hell,
see my Impala parked in front
The high beams on,
me and Devil share chronic blunts
Listening to the "Chronic" album,
playing backwards
ShootinÂ’ 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
(ComptonÂ…. Compton...)
Made my grandmother pray for good
And never made her happy,
when I bet that new Mercedes Could
(My Life x3)
Ain't no bars,
but niggas can't escape the hood
They took so many of my niggas
that I should hate the hood
But it's real niggas
like me that made the hood
Ridin' slow with that Phantom
just the way I should (My Life x3)
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'd still keep this motherfucker cocked back
[LilÂ’ Wayne]
And IÂ’m grindinÂ’ till IÂ’m tired
They say you ainÂ’t grindinÂ’ till you tired
So IÂ’m grindinÂ’ with my eyes wide
Looking to find, a way through the day,
a life of the night
Dear Lord youÂ’ve done took
so many of my people
but IÂ’m just wonderinÂ’ why
You havenÂ’t taken my life (3x)
Like what the hell am I doing right? (3x)
(My Life x 3)
(My Life x 3)
(My Life x 3)
compositores: ANDRE CHRISTOPHER LYON, MICHAEL CARTER DWAYNE, EDWARD JOHN MONTILLA, MARCELLO VALENZANO, JAYCEON TERRELL TAYLOR, BRYAN WILLIAMS, CHAZ WILLIAM MISHAN, DAVID ANTHONY DELAZYN