Punk ass **********, get your ass up What chu was goin do? kill me in my sleep you ***** ass *****? Tupac, Biggie! shut the **** up! ******* dogs barking and **** Don't shoot! Don't shoot! **** You *****! And I'm grindin' til I'm tired They say "You ain't grindin' til you tired" So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide Looking to find A way through the day A life for the night Dear Lord, you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' 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 the casket or a Bentley Take me away like I overdosed on ******* Or take me away like a bullet from Kurt Cobaine Suicide (Suicide... 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 ******' reason And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces? (My Life) 'Cause that's Jesus people And The Game, he's the equal Hated on so much, "The Passion of Christ" need a sequel Yeah, like Roc-a-fella needed Sigel Like I needed my father, but he needed a needle (My Life) I need some meditation, so I can leave my people They askin' "Why? " Why did John Lennon leave The Beatles? And why every hood ***** feed off evil? Answer my question before this bullet leave this Desert Eagle And I'm grindin' til I'm tired They say "You ain't grindin' til you tired" So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide Looking to find A way through the day A life for the night Dear Lord, you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' 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 (caution... caution) You see them 24's spinnin'? I earned them N' I'm Not a preacher but here's my early sermon So eat this black music N' tell me how it tastes now N' **** 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 (My Life) Damn, I know his momma's proud And since you helped me sell my dream, we can share my momma now And like MJB, "No More Drama" now Livin' the +good life+, me and Common on common ground I spit crack and ****** 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 And I'm grindin' 'til I'm tired They say "You ain't grindin' 'til you tired" So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide Looking to find A way through the day A life for the night Dear Lord you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' 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 The high beams on, me and the Devil share chronic blunts Listening to the "Chronic" album, playing backwards Shootin' at pictures of Don Imus for target practice My mind ****** up, so I cover it with a Raider hood I'm from the city that made you ************* afraid of Suge (Compton... Compton...)Made my grandmother pray for good And never made her happy, when I bet that new Mercedes could (My Life) Ain't no bars, but ****** can't escape the hood They took so many of my ******, that I should hate the hood But it's real ****** like me, that make the hood Ridin' slow in that Phantom just the way I should (My Life) With the top back In my Sox hat I'm paid in full, the ***** Alpo couldn't stop that Even if they brought the ***** 'Pac back I'd still keep this ************ cocked back And I'm grindin' til I'm tired They say "You ain't grindin' til you tired" So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide Looking to find A way through the day A life for the night Dear Lord you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why You haven't taken (my life) Like what the hell am I (doing right?) (x3) (My Life) (My Life) (My Life) (My Life) (My Life) (My Life) (My Life) (My Life) (My Life) (My Life) (My Life) (My Life)
[00:09.65]Punk ass **********, get your ass up [00:13.46]What chu was goin do? kill me in my sleep you ***** ass *****? [00:17.09]Tupac, Biggie! shut the **** up! ******* dogs barking and **** [00:23.59]Don't shoot! [00:24.82]Don't shoot! [00:25.87]**** You *****! [00:28.44]And I'm grindin' til I'm tired [00:30.62]They say "You ain't grindin' til you tired" [00:34.21]So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide [00:37.32]Looking to find [00:39.26]A way through the day [00:40.83]A life for the night [00:42.29]Dear Lord, you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why [00:47.37]You haven't taken (my life?) [00:50.66]Like what the hell am I (doing right?) (My Life) [00:54.83]Take me away from the hood like a state penitentiary [00:57.69]Take me away from the hood in the casket or a Bentley [01:00.84]Take me away like I overdosed on ******* [01:04.31]Or take me away like a bullet from Kurt Cobaine [01:07.24]Suicide (Suicide... suicide...) [01:08.63]I'm from a Windy City, like "Do or Die" [01:11.27]From a block close to where Biggie was crucified [01:14.17]That was Brooklyn's Jesus [01:16.06]Shot for no ******' reason [01:17.55]And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces? (My Life) [01:20.99]'Cause that's Jesus people [01:22.61]And The Game, he's the equal [01:24.53]Hated on so much, "The Passion of Christ" need a sequel [01:27.56]Yeah, like Roc-a-fella needed Sigel [01:30.44]Like I needed my father, but he needed a needle (My Life) [01:33.75]I need some meditation, so I can leave my people [01:37.11]They askin' "Why? " Why did John Lennon leave The Beatles? [01:40.87]And why every hood ***** feed off evil? [01:43.24]Answer my question before this bullet leave this Desert Eagle [01:46.55]And I'm grindin' til I'm tired [01:48.18]They say "You ain't grindin' til you tired" [01:52.16]So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide [01:55.10]Looking to find [01:57.09]A way through the day [01:59.01]A life for the night [02:00.30]Dear Lord, you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why [02:04.92]You haven't taken (my life?) [02:07.62]Like what the hell am I (doing right?) (My Life) [02:13.32]We are not the same, I am a Martian [02:16.19]So approach my Phantom doors with caution (caution... caution) [02:19.04]You see them 24's spinnin'? I earned them [02:22.21]N' I'm Not a preacher but here's my early sermon [02:25.39]So eat this black music N' tell me how it tastes now [02:28.56]N' **** Jesse Jackson cause' it ain't about race now [02:31.80]Sometimes I think about my life with my face down [02:35.21]Then I see my sons and put on that Kanye smile (My Life) [02:38.75]Damn, I know his momma's proud [02:42.42]And since you helped me sell my dream, we can share my momma now [02:44.91]And like MJB, "No More Drama" now [02:48.38]Livin' the +good life+, me and Common on common ground [02:51.64]I spit crack and ****** could drive it outta town [02:54.72]Gotta Chris Paul mind state, I'm never outta bounds [02:57.82]My life used to be empty like a glock without a round [03:01.45]Now my life full, like a chopper with a thousand rounds [03:04.34]And I'm grindin' 'til I'm tired [03:06.60]They say "You ain't grindin' 'til you tired" [03:09.98]So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide [03:13.30]Looking to find [03:14.97]A way through the day [03:16.62]A life for the night [03:18.25]Dear Lord you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why [03:22.73]You haven't taken (my life?) [03:26.32]Like what the hell am I (doing right?) (My Life) [03:30.56]Walk through the gates of Hell, see my Impala parked in front [03:33.20]The high beams on, me and the Devil share chronic blunts [03:36.71]Listening to the "Chronic" album, playing backwards [03:40.42]Shootin' at pictures of Don Imus for target practice [03:43.09]My mind ****** up, so I cover it with a Raider hood [03:46.38]I'm from the city that made you ************* afraid of Suge (Compton... [03:49.67]Compton...)Made my grandmother pray for good [03:53.29]And never made her happy, when I bet that new Mercedes could (My Life) [03:57.13]Ain't no bars, but ****** can't escape the hood [03:59.70]They took so many of my ******, that I should hate the hood [04:02.71]But it's real ****** like me, that make the hood [04:06.65]Ridin' slow in that Phantom just the way I should (My Life) [04:10.34]With the top back [04:11.51]In my Sox hat [04:13.06]I'm paid in full, the ***** Alpo couldn't stop that [04:16.01]Even if they brought the ***** 'Pac back [04:19.43]I'd still keep this ************ cocked back [04:22.34]And I'm grindin' til I'm tired [04:25.01]They say "You ain't grindin' til you tired" [04:27.78]So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide [04:30.96]Looking to find [04:32.81]A way through the day [04:34.32]A life for the night [04:35.84]Dear Lord you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why [04:40.47]You haven't taken (my life) [04:44.25]Like what the hell am I (doing right?) 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