Title: My Life by The Game & Lil Wayne (HQ OFFICIAL UNCENSORED VIDEO)W/LYRICS Description: Lyrics:[Chorus: Lil Wayne]And I'm grindin until I'm tiredCause they said you ain't grindin until you tiredSo I'm grindin with my eyes wide, lookin to findA way through the day, a life for the nightDear Lord you done took so many of my peopleI'm just wonderin why you haven't taken my life (my life, my life)Like what the hell am I doin right? (doin right)My life (my life, my life)[The Game] + (Lil Wayne)Take me away from the hood, like a state penitentiaryTake me away from the hood, in a casket or a BentleyTake me away, like I overdosed on cocaineOr take me away, like a bullet from Kurt CobainSuicide, I'm from a +Windy City+, like Do or DieFrom a block close to where Biggie was crucifiedThat was Brooklyn's Jesus, shot for no fuckin reasonAnd you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces (my life, my life)Cause that's Jesus people, and Game, he's the equalHated on some much +Passion+ that Christ need a sequelYeah, like Roc-a-Fella need a SigelLike I needed my father, but he needed a needle (my life, my life)I need some meditation, so I can lead my peopleThey askin why, why did John Lennon leave The Beatles?And why every hood nigga feed off evil?Answer my question 'fore this bullet leave this Desert Eagle[Chorus][The Game] + (Lil Wayne)We are not the same, I am a MartianSo approach my Phantom doors with cautionYou see them 24's spinnin? I earned 'emAnd I ain't no preacher, but here's my Erick SermonSo eat this black music, and tell me how it taste nowAnd fuck Jesse Jackson cause it ain't about race nowSometimes I think about my life, with my face downThen I see my sons and put on that Kanye smile (my life, my life)Damn, I know his momma proudAnd since you helped me sell my +Dream+ we can share my momma nowAnd like M.J.B., +No More Drama+ nowLivin the +Good Life+, me and Common on common groundI spit crack, and niggaz could drop it out of townGotta Chris Paul mind state, I'm never outta boundsMy life used to be empty like a glock without a roundNow my life full, like a chopper with a thousand rounds[Chorus][The Game] + (Lil Wayne)Walk through the gates of hell, see my Impala parked in frontWith the high beams on, me and the devil sharin chronic bluntsListenin to the "Chronic" album, play it backwardsShootin at pictures of Don Imus for target practiceMy mind fucked up, so I cover it with a Raider hoodI'm from the city that made you motherfuckers afraid of Suge{"Compton, Compton"} Made my grandmother pray for goodIt never made her happy, but I bet that new Mercedes could (my life, my life)Ain't no bars, but niggaz can't escape the hoodIt took so many of my niggaz, that I should hate the hoodBut it's real niggaz like me, that make the hoodRidin slow in that Phantom just the way I should (my life, my life)With the top back, in my Sox hatI'm +Paid in Full+, the nigga Alpo couldn't stop thatEven if they brought the nigga 'Pac backI'll still keep this motherfucker cocked back[Chorus][Lil Wayne]My life (my life, my life)My life (my life, my life)My life (my life, my life) By: mondieutlaid Added: 11/01/08 Runtime: 4:56 Views: 1,761 Comments: 11 Tags: 09, :P, am, angel, baby, barack, batista, best, bitche, you Embed Code:
