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 [Intro]
 
 *breathing*
 *dog barking*
 *gun shot and glass 
 
 [The Game]
  ass mothafucka, get your ass up
 What  was goin do? Kill me in my sleep you bitch ass nigga?
 Tupac, Biggie! shut the fuck up!  dogs barking and shit
 
 [Punk Ass Motherfucker]
 Don’t shoot!
 Don’t shoot!
 
 *gun shot*
 
 [The Game]
 Fuck You Nigga!
 
 [Chorus: Lil’ Wayne]
 And I’m grindin’ til  tired
 They say "You  grindin’ til you tired"
 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  just wonderin’ why
 You haven’t  (my life? x3)
 Like what the hell am I  right? x3)
 (My Life x3)
 
 [Verse 1: The 
 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  from Kurt Cobaine
 Suicide (Suicide..suicide..)
  from a Windy City, like "Do or Die"
 From a block close to where  was crucified
  was Brooklyn's Jesus
 Shot for no  reason
 And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces?  Life x3)
 'Cause  Jesus people
 And  Game, he's the equal
 Hated on so  "The Passion of Christ" need a sequel
  like Roc-a-fella needed Sigel
 Like I needed my father, but he needed a needle  Life x3)
 I need some  so I can leave my people
 They askin' “Why?" Why  John Lennon leave The Beatles?
 And why every hood nigga  off evil?
 Answer  question before this bullet leave this Desert Eagle
 
 [Chorus: Lil’ Wayne]
 And I’m grindin’  I’m tired
 They say "You ain’t grindin’ til  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 so many of my people  I’m just wonderin’ why
 You haven’t taken  life? x3)
 Like what the hell am  (doing right? x3)
 (My Life x3)
 
 [Verse 2:  Game]
 We  not the same, I am a Martian
 So approach my Phantom doors with  (caution...caution)
 You see them 24's spinnin'? I earned 
 And I ain't no preacher, but here's my Erick 
 So eat  black music, and tell me how it taste, now?
 And  Jesse Jackson cause it ain't about race, now
  I think about my life with my face down
 Then I see my sons and put on that Kanye  (My Life x3)
 Damn,  know his momma's proud
 And since you helped me sell my dream,  can share my momma now
 And  MJB, "No More Drama" now
 Livin’ the good life, me and Common on common 
 I spit crack and niggas could drive it outta 
 Gotta  Paul mind state, I'm never outta bounds
 My life used to be  like a glock without a round
 Now my life full, like  chopper with a thousand rounds (Gunshots)
 
 [Chorus: Lil’ Wayne]
 And I’m grindin’ 'til  tired
 They say "You ain’t  'til you tired"
 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  of my people but I’m just wonderin’ why
 You haven’t taken (my life? 
 Like what the hell am I (doing  x3)
 (My Life x3)
 
 [Verse 3:  Game]
 Walk through the gates of Hell, see my Impala parked in 
 The  beams on, me and the Devil share chronic blunts
 Listening to the "Chronic" album, playing 
 Shootin’ at pictures  Don Imus for target practice
 My mind fucked up, so  cover it with a Raider hood
 I'm from the city that made you motherfuckers afraid  Suge (Compton...Compton...)
 Made my  pray for good
 And never made  happy, when I bet that new Mercedes could (My Life x3)
 Ain't no bars, but niggas  escape the hood
 They took so many of my  that I should hate the hood
 But  real niggas like me, that make the hood
 Ridin' slow in that Phantom just the way I should (My  x3)
 With the  back
 In my  hat
 I'm paid in full, the  Alpo couldn't stop that
 Even if they brought the  'Pac back
 I'd still keep  motherfucker cocked back
 
 [Chorus: Lil’ Wayne]
 And I’m grindin’  I’m tired
 They say "You ain’t grindin’  you tired"
  I’m grindin’ with my eyes wide
 Looking to find
 A way
 Through the day
 A life
 For the night
 Dear  you’ve done took so many of my people but I’m just wonderin’ why
  haven’t taken (my life x3)
 Like what the hell am I (doing right? 
 (My Life x3)
 (My Life x3)
 (My Life x3)
 (My Life x3)