My Life (Album Version (Explicit)) - The Game/Lil Wayne.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : J. Taylor/A. Lyon/Marcello Valenzano/E. Montilla/D. Carter/B. Williams/D. Delgado/C. Mishan
[00:01.000] 作曲 : J. Taylor/A. Lyon/Marcello Valenzano/E. Montilla/D. Carter/B. Williams/D. Delgado/C. Mishan
[00:08.710]Punk-ass mother****er, checkin' shit
[00:12.688]What you was gonna do?
[00:14.460]Kill me in my sleep, you b***h-ass nigga?
[00:16.094]2Pac, Biggie – shut the **** up!
[00:18.938]****ing dogs, barkin' and shit
[00:21.591](Don't shoot, don't shoot!)
[00:25.377]**** you, nigga!
[00:27.781]
[00:27.913]And I'm grindin' till I'm tired
[00:30.753]‘Cause they said: "You ain't grindin' till you tired."
[00:34.175]So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide
[00:37.581]Lookin' to find a way through the day, a light for the night
[00:41.972]Dear Lord, you done took so many of my people
[00:45.546]I'm just wonderin' why you haven't taken my life
[00:50.427]Like what the hell am I doin' right? My life
[00:54.349]
[00:54.510][Verse 1: The Game]
[00:54.868]Take me away from the hood, like a state penitentiary
[00:57.580]Take me away from the hood, in a casket or a Bentley
[01:00.739]Take me away, like I overdosed on
[01:04.241]Or take me away, like a bullet from Kurt Cobain
[01:07.655]Suicide, I'm from a windy city, like Do or Die
[01:11.165]From a block close to where Biggie was crucified
[01:14.517]That was Brooklyn's Jesus, shot for no ****ing reason
[01:17.754]And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces?
[01:21.060]‘Cause that's Jesus, people – and Game, he's the equal
[01:24.064]Hated on so much, Passion of Christ need a sequel
[01:27.203]Yeah, like Roc-a-Fella needed Siegel
[01:30.658]Like I needed my father, but he needed a needle
[01:33.746]I need some meditation so I can lead my people
[01:37.080]They askin', "Why, why did John Lennon leave The Beatles?"
[01:40.399]And why every hood nigga feed off evil?
[01:43.476]Answer my question 'fore this bullet leave this Desert Eagle
[01:46.186]And I'm grindin' till I'm tired
[01:48.562]‘Cause they said: "You ain't grindin' till you tired."
[01:52.173]So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide
[01:55.290]Lookin' to find a way through the day, a light for the night
[01:59.906]Dear Lord, you done took so many of my people
[02:03.136]I'm just wonderin' why you haven't taken my life
[02:08.331]Like what the hell am I doin' right? My life
[02:12.386]
[02:12.526][Verse 2: The Game]
[02:12.654]We are not the same, I am a Martian
[02:16.096]So approach my Phantom doors with caution
[02:19.319]You see them 24's spinnin'? I earned 'em
[02:22.070]And I ain't no preacher, but here's my Erick Sermon
[02:25.325]So eat this black music and tell me how it taste now
[02:28.724]And **** Jesse Jackson, ‘cause it ain't about race now
[02:32.298]Sometimes I think about my life, with my face down
[02:35.257]Then I see my sons and put on that Kanye smile
[02:38.457]D***, I know his mama proud; and since you helped me sell my dream, we can share my mama now
[02:44.980]And like M.J.B. no more drama now
[02:48.187]Livin' the good life, me and Common on common ground
[02:51.849]I spit crack, and niggas could drive it out of town
[02:54.903]Got a Chris Paul mindstate, I'm never out of bounds
[02:58.155]My life used to be empty like a Glock without a round
[03:01.295]Now my life full like a chopper with a thousand rounds
[03:04.097]And I'm grindin' till I'm tired
[03:06.682]‘Cause they said: "You ain't grindin' till you tired."
[03:09.999]So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide
[03:13.347]Lookin' to find a way through the day, a light for the night
[03:17.820]Dear Lord, you done took so many of my people
[03:21.156]I'm just wonderin' why you haven't taken my life
[03:26.214]Like what the hell am I doin' right? My life
[03:29.857]
[03:30.042][Verse 3: The Game]
[03:30.186]Walk through the gates of hell, see my Impala parked in front
[03:33.679]With the high beams on, me and the devil sharin' chronic blunts
[03:36.946]Listenin' to the Chronic album, playin' backwards
[03:39.962]Shootin' at pictures of Don Imus for target practice
[03:43.192]My mind ****ed up, so I cover it with a Raider hood
[03:46.429]I'm from the city that made you mother****ers afraid of Suge (Compton, Compton)
[03:50.131]Made my grandmother pray for good
[03:53.160]It never made her happy, but I bet that new Mercedes could
[03:56.350]Ain't no bars, but niggas can't escape the hood
[03:59.692]And it took so many of my niggas that I should hate the hood
[04:03.036]But it's real niggas like me that make the hood
[04:06.228]Ridin' slow in that Phantom just the way I should
[04:09.322]With the top back, in my Sox hat
[04:12.795]I'm paid in full, the nigga Alpo couldn't stop that
[04:16.018]Even if they brought the nigga Pac back
[04:19.038]I'd still keep this mother****er c**ked back
[04:22.112]And I'm grindin' till I'm tired
[04:24.401]‘Cause they said: "You ain't grindin' till you tired."
[04:27.894]So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide
[04:31.049]Lookin' to find a way through the day, a light for the night
[04:35.611]Dear Lord, you done took so many of my people
[04:38.932]I'm just wonderin' why you haven't taken my life
[04:44.107]Like what the hell am I doin' right? My life