[Intro]      *breathing*   *dog barking*   *gun shot and glass break*      [The Game]   Punk ass mothaf**ka, get your ass up   What chu was goin do? kill me in my sleep you bitch ass nigga?   Tupac, Biggie! shut the f**k up! f**king dogs barking and shit      [Punk Ass Motherf**ker]   Don’t shoot!   Don’t shoot!      *gun shot*      [The Game]   F**k You Nigga!         [Chorus: Lil’ Wayne]      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? x3)   Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3)   (My Life x3)      [Verse 1: The Game]      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 cocaine   Or take me away like a bullet from Kurt Cobain   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 f**kin' reason   And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces? (My Life x3)   '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 x3)   I need some meditation, so I can leave my people   They askin' “Why?" Why did John Lennon leave The Beatles?   And why every hood nigga feed off evil?   Answer my question before this bullet leave this Desert Eagle      [Chorus: Lil’ Wayne]      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? x3)   Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3)   (My Life x3)      [Verse 2: The Game]      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   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 f**k 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 x3)   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 niggas 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 (Gunshots)      [Chorus: Lil’ Wayne]      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? x3)   Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3)   (My Life x3)      [Verse 3: The Game]      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 f**ked up, so I cover it with a Raider hood   I'm from the city that made you motherf**kers 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 x3)   Ain't no bars, but niggas can't escape the hood   They 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 (My Life x3)   With the top back   In 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 motherf**ker cocked back      [Chorus: Lil’ Wayne]      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 x3)   Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3)   (My Life x3)   (My Life x3)   (My Life x3)   (My Life x3)