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[00:10.200]Punk-ass mother******, checking shit
[00:13.330]What you was gonna do, kill me in my sleep you bitch-ass nigga?
[00:16.990]2Pac, Biggie, shut the ************* up!
[00:19.570]************* dogs, barking and shit (don't shoot, don't shoot!)
[00:26.750]************* you nigga!
[00:28.040](Hook: Lil Wayne)
[00:29.170]And I'm grindin til I'm tired
[00:30.820]Cause they said you ain'tt grindin til you tired
[00:34.010]So I'm grindin with my eyes wide, looking to find
[00:39.110]A way through the day, a light for the night
[00:42.040]Dear Lord: you done took so many of my people
[00:45.410]I'm just wondering why you haven't taken my life
[00:50.490]Like what the hell am I doing right?
[00:54.410]My life
[00:55.830]Take me away from the hood, like a state penitentiary
[00:57.540]Take me away from the hood, in a casket or a Bentley
[01:00.900]Take me away, like I overdosed on cocaine
[01:04.280]Or take me away, like a bullet from Kurt Cobain
[01:07.500]Suicide, I'm from a Windy City, like Do or Die
[01:10.870]From a block close to where Biggie was crucified
[01:14.120]That was Brooklyn's Jesus, shot for no ************* reason
[01:17.440]And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces?
[01:20.660]Cause that's Jesus, people - and Game, he's the equal
[01:24.060]Hated on so much, "Passion of Christ" need a sequel
[01:27.330]Yeah, like Roc-a-Fella needed Siegel
[01:30.480]Like I needed my father, but he needed a needle
[01:33.900]I need some meditation so I can lead my people
[01:37.160]They asking why, why did John Lennon leave The Beatles?
[01:40.890]And why every hood nigga feed off evil?
[01:43.590]Answer my question fore this bullet leave this Desert Eagle
[01:46.670]And I'm grindin til I'm tired
[01:48.550]Cause they said you ain'tt grindin til you tired
[01:51.820]So I'm grindin with my eyes wide, looking to find
[01:56.680]A way through the day, a light for the night
[01:59.940]Dear Lord: you done took so many of my people
[02:02.980]I'm just wondering why you haven't taken my life
[02:08.340]Like what the hell am I doing right?
[02:12.220]My life
[02:13.870]We are not the same, I am a Martian
[02:16.070]So approach my Phantom doors with caution
[02:19.040]You see them 24's spinning? I earned 'em
[02:22.060]And I ain't no preacher but, here's my Erick Sermon
[02:25.420]So eat this black music and tell me how it taste now
[02:28.820]And ************* Jesse Jackson cause it ain't about race now
[02:32.060]Sometimes I think about my life, with my face down
[02:35.210]Then I see my sons and put on that Kanye smile
[02:40.250]Damn, I know his mama proud
[02:41.950]And since you helped me sell my dream we can share my momma now
[02:45.090]And like M.J.B., no more drama now
[02:48.310]Living the good life, me and Common on common ground
[02:51.610]I spit crack, and niggas could drive it out of town
[02:54.920]Got a Chris Paul mind state, I'm never out of bounds
[02:58.020]My life used to be empty like a Glock without a round
[03:01.330]Now my life full, like a chopper with a thousand rounds
[03:04.700]And I'm grindin til I'm tired
[03:06.410]Cause they said you ain't grindin til you tired
[03:09.630]So I'm grindin with my eyes wide, looking to find
[03:14.410]A way through the day, a light for the night
[03:17.810]Dear Lord: you done took so many of my people
[03:20.890]I'm just wondering why you haven't taken my life
[03:26.240]Like what the hell am I doing right?
[03:30.060]My life
[03:31.330]Walk through the gates of hell, see my Impala parked in front
[03:33.890]With the high beams on, me and the devil sharing chronic blunts
[03:36.950]Listening to the Chronic album playing backwards
[03:39.910]Shooting at pictures of Don Imus for target practice
[03:43.330]My mind ************* up, so I cover it with a Raider hood
[03:46.520]I'm from the city that made you mother******s afraid of Suge
[03:49.420]{"Compton, Compton"} Made my grandmother pray for good
[03:52.890]It never made her happy, but I bet that new Mercedes could
[03:56.230]Ain't no bars, but niggas can't escape the hood
[03:59.240]And it took so many of my niggas, that I should hate the hood
[04:02.620]But it's real niggas like me that make the hood
[04:06.120]Riding slow in that Phantom just the way I should
[04:09.650]With the top back, in my Sox hat
[04:12.780]I'm "Paid in Full", the nigga Alpo couldn't stop that
[04:15.810]Even if they brought the nigga Pac back
[04:18.890]I'll still keep this mother****** ******ed back
[04:22.210]And I'm grindin til I'm tired
[04:24.310]Cause they said you ain't grindin til you tired
[04:27.530]So I'm grindin with my eyes wide, looking to find
[04:32.350]A way through the day, a light for the night
[04:35.420]Dear Lord: you done took so many of my people
[04:38.630]I'm just wondering why you haven't taken my life
[04:44.020]Like what the hell am I doing right?
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