The Game

The Game - My Life lyrics

Your rating:

[Intro: The Game + (Guy)] 

*(breathing)* 

*dog barking* 

*gun shot* 

Punk as­s mo­­thafu­­c­ka 

What chu goin do kill me in my sleep you bi­­t­­ch a­­s­­s ni­­­­g­­­ga? 

Tupac! Biggie! 

Shut the fu­­­c­­k up! 

Fu­­c­k­­ing dogs barking and sh­­­it 

(Don’t shoot) 

(Don’t shoot) 

F­­u­­c­­k You N­­i­­g­­ga! 



[Chorus: Lil Wayne] 

And I'm grindin till I'm tired 

Cuz they say you ain't grindin till you die 

So I'm grindin 

My eyes wide 

Nothin to find 

Away through the day 

Alive for the night 

Dear Lord you've took so many of my people 

I'm just wonderin' 

Why you haven't takin' my life my life 

Like what the hell am I doin' right 

My life my life my life my life 



[Verse 1: The Game] 

Take me away 

From the hood 

Like a state peninetery 

Take me away 

From the hood in the casket of Bentley 

Take me away 

Like I overdose the cocaine 

Take me away 

Like a bullet from Kurt Cobaine 

Suicide, I'm from a Windy City, like "Do or Die" 

From a block close to where Biggy was crucified 

That was Brooklyn's Jesus shot for no f**kin' reason 

And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces 

'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 a Sigel 

Like I needed my father, 

But he needed needle 

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 for this bullet 

Leave this Desert Eagle 



[Chorus: Lil Wayne] 

And I'm grindin till I'm tired 

Cuz they say you ain't grindin till you die 

So I'm grindin 

My eyes wide 

Nothin to find 

Away through the day 

Alive for the night 

Dear Lord you've took so many of my people 

I'm just wonderin' 

Why you haven't takin' my life my life 

Like what the hell am I doin' right 

My life my life my life 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 spinnin' I earned them 

And I ain't no preacher 

But heres my Aries sermes 

So eat this black music 

And tell me how it taste now 

And f**k Jesse Jackson 

Cuz 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's 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 niggaz 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 



[Chorus: Lil Wayne] 

And I'm grindin till I'm tired 

Cuz they say you ain't grindin till you die 

So I'm grindin 

My eyes wide 

Nothin to find 

Away through the day 

Alive for the night 

Dear Lord you've took so many of my people 

I'm just wonderin' 

Why you haven't takin' my life my life 

Like what the hell am I doin' right 

My life my life my life my life 



[Verse 3: The Game] 

Walk through the gates of Hell, 

See my Impala parked in front 

The hot beams on, 

Me and Devil share chronic blunts 

Listenin' to the "Chronic" album, 

Playin Backwards 

Shootin at Pictures of Don Omius 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 

Made my grandmother pray for good 

And never made her happy, 

When I bet that new Mercedes could 

Ain't no bars, 

But niggaz can't escape the hood 

They took so many of my niggaz 

That I should hate the hood 

But it's real niggaz like me that made the hood 

Ridin' slow with that Phantom just the way I should 

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 motherf**ker cocked back 



[Chorus: Lil Wayne] 

And I'm grindin till I'm tired 

Cuz they say you ain't grindin till you die 

So I'm grindin 

My eyes wide 

Nothin to find 

Away through the day 

Alive for the night 

Dear Lord you've took so many of my people 

I'm just wonderin' 

Why you haven't takin' my life my life 

Like what the hell am I doin' right 

My life my life my life my life 

My life my life my life my life 

My life my life my life my life 

My life my life my life my life 

My life my life my life my life
Get this song at:
bol.com
amazon.com

Copyrights:

Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: ?

Details:

Language: English

Share your thoughts

This form is protected by reCAPTCHA and the Google Privacy Policy and Terms of Service apply.

0 Comments found