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 [Intro]
 
 *breathing*
 *dog barking*
 *gun shot  glass break*
 
 [The Game]
  ass mothafucka, get your ass up
 What chu was goin do?  me in my sleep you bitch ass nigga?
 Tupac, Biggie! shut the fuck up! fucking dogs  and shit
 
 [Punk Ass Motherfucker]
 Don’t shoot!
 Don’t shoot!
 
 *gun shot*
 
 [The Game]
 Fuck You Nigga!
 
 [Chorus: Lil’ Wayne]
 And I’m  til I’m tired
 They say "You ain’t grindin’ til you 
 So I’m  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  people but I’m just wonderin’ why
 You haven’t  (my life? x3)
 Like what  hell am I (doing right? x3)
 (My Life x3)
 
 [Verse  The Game]
 Take me  from the hood like a state penitentiary
 Take me away  the hood in the casket or a Bentley
 Take me away
 Like I overdosed on 
 Or take me away like a bullet from  Cobaine
 Suicide (Suicide..suicide..)
 I'm from a Windy City,  "Do or Die"
 From  block close to where Biggie was crucified
 That was Brooklyn's 
 Shot for no fuckin' 
 And you wonder why Kanye  Jesus pieces? (My Life x3)
  that's Jesus people
 And  Game, he's the equal
  on so much, "The Passion of Christ" need a sequel
  like Roc-a-fella needed Sigel
 Like I needed my  but he needed a needle (My Life x3)
 I need some meditation,  I can leave my people
 They  “Why?" Why did John Lennon leave The Beatles?
 And why every hood nigga feed off 
 Answer my  before this bullet leave this Desert Eagle
 
 [Chorus: Lil’ Wayne]
 And I’m grindin’  I’m tired
 They say  ain’t grindin’ til you tired"
 So I’m grindin’ with  eyes wide
 Looking to find
 A way
 Through the day
 A life
 For the night
 Dear Lord, you’ve done took  many of my people but I’m just wonderin’ why
  haven’t taken (my life? x3)
 Like what the hell  I (doing right? x3)
 (My Life x3)
 
 [Verse  The Game]
 We are not the same,  am a Martian
 So approach my  doors with caution (caution...caution)
 You see them  spinnin'? I earned them
 And  ain't no preacher, but here's my Erick Sermon
 So eat this black music, and  me how it taste, now?
 And fuck Jesse Jackson cause it ain't about  now
 Sometimes I think about my  with my face down
 Then I see my sons  put on that Kanye smile (My Life x3)
 Damn, I  his momma's proud
 And since you helped me sell my dream, we can  my momma now
 And like MJB, "No More  now
 Livin’ the good life, me and Common on common 
 I spit crack and niggas could drive it outta 
 Gotta Chris Paul mind state, I'm  outta bounds
 My  used to be empty like a glock without a round
 Now my life full, like  chopper with a thousand rounds (Gunshots)
 
 [Chorus: Lil’ Wayne]
 And I’m  'til I’m tired
 They say "You ain’t grindin’ 'til you 
 So I’m  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  wonderin’ why
 You  taken (my life? x3)
 Like what the hell am I  right? x3)
 (My Life x3)
 
 [Verse 3:  Game]
 Walk through the gates of Hell, see  Impala parked in front
  high beams on, me and the Devil share chronic blunts
 Listening to the "Chronic"  playing backwards
 Shootin’ at pictures of Don  for target practice
 My mind fucked  so I cover it with a Raider hood
 I'm from the city that made  motherfuckers afraid of Suge (Compton...Compton...)
 Made my grandmother pray for 
 And never made her happy, when I bet that new Mercedes could (My Life 
 Ain't no bars, but niggas can't escape  hood
 They took so many  my niggas, that I should hate the hood
 But it's real niggas like me, that make the 
 Ridin' slow in that Phantom just the way I  (My Life x3)
 With  top back
 In  Sox hat
 I'm paid in  the nigga Alpo couldn't stop that
  if they brought the nigga 'Pac back
 I'd still keep this motherfucker cocked 
 
 [Chorus: Lil’ Wayne]
  I’m grindin’ til I’m tired
 They say "You  grindin’ til you tired"
 So I’m grindin’  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  I’m just wonderin’ why
  haven’t taken (my life x3)
 Like what  hell am I (doing right? x3)
 (My Life x3)
 (My Life x3)
 (My Life x3)
 (My Life x3)