Lil Wayne, The Game - My Life lyrics

Punk-ass motherfucker!
Bitch-ass nigga!
You's gonna do?
Kill me in my sleep you bitch-ass nigga?
Tupac, Biggie shut the fuck up!
Fucking dogs, they barking and shit
Don't shoot! Don't shoot!
Fuck you nigga!

And I'm grindin' until I'm tired
'Cause they say
"You ain't grindin' until you die."
So I'm grinding with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way through the day
A life 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



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 cocaine
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 fucking reason
And you wonder why Kanye
Wears Jesus pieces
My life!
'Cause that's Jesus people
And Game he's the equal
Hated on so much
Passion Of Christ need a sequel
Yeah, like Rock-a-fella needed a Siegal
Like I needed my father
But he needed a needle
My life!
I need some meditation
So I can lead my people
They askin' why?
Why did John Lennon leave The Beetles?
And why every hood nigga
Feed off evil?
Answer my question 'fore this
Bullet leave this Desert Eagle

And I'm grindin' until I'm tired
'Cause they say
"You ain't grindin' until you die."
So I'm grinding with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way through the day
A life 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

We are not the same
I am a Martian
So approach my Phantom doors with caution
You see them 24s spinnin'
I earned them

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 fuck Jesse Jackson 'cause it
Ain't about race now

[Original lines:
"And all the pictures of me and Em
I burned them
So there's no proof that I
Ever walked through 8 Mile
And since there ain't no Proof I'll
Never walk through 8 Mile.": ]

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 mama now
And like MJB, no more drama now
Livin' the good life
Me and Common on common ground
I spit crack
And niggas could drive it outta 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' until I'm tired
'Cause they say
"You ain't grindin' until you die."
So I'm grinding with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way through the day
A life 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

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
Playin' backwards
Shootin' 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 (Compton)
Made my grandmother pray for good
It never made her happy
But I bet that new Mercedes could
My life
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
Ridin' slow in that Phantom
Just the way I should
With the top back
And 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

And I'm grindin' until I'm tired
'Cause they say
"You ain't grindin' until you die."
So I'm grinding with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way through the day
A life 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