My Life - The Game (Jayceon)/Lil Wayne (李尔·韦恩) Written by:C. Mishan (Intro: The Game) Punk-a** motherf**ker checking sh*t What you was gonna do kill me in my sleep you b**ch-a** ni**a 2Pac Biggie shut the f**k up F**king dogs barking and sh*t (don't shoot don't shoot ) F**k you ni**a (Hook: Lil Wayne) And I'm grindin til I'm tired Cause they said you ain'tt grindin til you tired So I'm grindin with my eyes wide looking to find A way through the day a light for the night Dear Lord: you done took 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 (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 coc*ine 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**king reason And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces Cause that's Jesus people - and Game he's the equal Hated on so much "Passion of Christ" need a sequel Yeah like Roc-a-Fella needed Siegel Like I needed my father but he needed a needle I need some meditation so I can lead my people They asking why why did John Lennon leave The Beatles And why every hood ni**a feed off evil Answer my question fore this bullet leave this Desert Eagle And I'm grindin til I'm tired Cause they said you ain'tt grindin til you tired So I'm grindin with my eyes wide looking to find A way through the day a light for the night Dear Lord: you done took 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 (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 spinning I earned 'em And I ain't no preacher but here's my Erick Sermon So eat this black music and tell me how it taste now And f**k Jesse Jackson cause it ain't about race now 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 momma now And like M J B no more drama now Living the good life me and Common on common ground I spit crack and niggas could drive it out of town Got a Chris Paul mind state 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 And I'm grindin til I'm tired Cause they said you ain't grindin til you tired So I'm grindin with my eyes wide looking to find A way through the day a light for the night Dear Lord: you done took 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 (Verse 3: The Game) Walk 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 playing backwards Shooting at pictures of Don Imus for target practice My mind f**ked up so I cover it with a Raider hood I'm from the city that made you motherf**kers afraid of Suge "Compton Compton" Made my grandmother pray for good It never made her happy but I bet that new Mercedes could Ain't no bars but niggas can't escape the hood And it took so many of my niggas that I should hate the hood But it's real niggas like me that make the hood Riding slow in that Phantom just the way I should With the top back in my Sox hat I'm "Paid in Full" the ni**a Alpo couldn't stop that Even if they brought the ni**a Pac back I'll still keep this motherf**ker cocked back And I'm grindin til I'm tired Cause they said you ain't grindin til you tired So I'm grindin with my eyes wide looking to find A way through the day a light for the night Dear Lord: you done took 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 My Life My Life ) (My Life My Life My Life ) (My Life My Life My Life )