Nas, The Game - Listen to Me lyrics

Uhh, Uhh, Where am I going?
Where am I? Yo, it's ill

Yo my wife's tired of fucking me
Life tries ducking me
Luckily I find 'em just at the right time
Mac in my right arm, Tequila bottle in
My left arm like Cristian
Watching my life go, Can´t do myself in
Wolves in the night yo, hells men
Two revolvers I can let twelve spin
Hop in my Benz, push it to the limit
Buck-sixty, who wit' me? My to well
Twisted blunts and inner conscience
Telling me that I ain't shit
No matter how much cash I sit with
Still gotta ask the lord for forgiveness
My precious baby girl came like
Forty nights of rain
To replenish my adolescent brain
Blessed be her name
Before her birth I was insane
So I drive the cooler pressure down
Delay the pain
I ate from these poisonous, fucked up streets
Tasted larceny, it was sweet
I starved for more to eat
Though I took, that was to live
Hope God will forgive as odd as it is
The more I gain the harder it is
To maintain, bitches playin' games
Niggas snitchin', I ain't saying names
But y'all niggas better watch how y'all slang
Lost so many close niggas
Drunk almost crashed i'm going too fast
Highway patrol will just flash
Lights in my rearview
If they stop me I hope they lock me
Instead they speed ahead yo nigga watch me

I'm drunk by myself, gun under my seat
I don't want none of my peeps caught
Up in none of my beef
I'm a ride to the end of
The road if I have to
Praying no car speeds by for me to crash to
Steering wheel in my hand
Trying to hold it steady
Anything in my way is dead
Cause that's the way I feel, I am already
When I'm drunk by myself alone in the zone
Drunk by myself

Heard niggas hate me, but I hated too once
Been in the shoes of a Wolf
In the night when he hunts
For every shell niggas bust
We bust at ourselves
Can't tell them niggas nothing though
Bullets wak'em up well take them to hell
Stick up niggas once ran up on me
My decadent lifestyle attracted sharks on me
I ain't your mark homey
It's hard to look straight
My foot on the brake
Spilling my bottle not even
Shook of the Jakes
Could hardly look both ways
Put out the haze blurry vision
Think about the time in my life
Before I was in televison
Hella women, jealous niggas up in my vision
Since we all hood niggas expect kilos
For what they not seeing
Is police expect Rico
Only if I could take care of everybody
Intoxicated windows up blastin AC going
Wherever instinct takes me
I hate it when I'm like this
The bottle's my accomplice


The reason that I want to be alone
Tired of all the things that went wrong
That would have went right if I would
Have did it on my own take another swigg
The more I drink
The more I think bad thoughts
Fake friends who hung around who
Wanna bring you down
Not knowing who to trust
Runors about niggas coming through
Supposedly to shoot at us
Not knowing what was true
Or what to believe
That's why I'm on the low lately
Choosing a Henny bottle over a friend
Driving again
To keep my mind off that weak shit
There's love through it all
Things to live for
I swerve, almost crash into a wall
Think about the good, find myself laughing
Turn the cell off, no way to be reached
Know I'm near my crib
Trying to see my way through the streets
Reminded of the positive
I take my drunk ass home
Start feeling out of it
Can't wait to get out of this whip
Bring my ass to the crib i'm tired