Lil' Wayne - My Life Şarkı Sözleri

Punk ass mothafucka, get your ass up
What chu was goin do? kill me in my sleep you bitch ass nigga?
Tupac, Biggie! shut the fuck up! fucking dogs barking and shit


Dont shoot!
Dont shoot!




fuck You Nigga!



And Im grindin til Im tired
They say "You aint grindin til you tired"
So Im grindin with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way
Through the day
A light
For the night
Dear Lord, youve done took so many of my people but Im just wonderin why
You havent taken
Like what the hell am I



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 fuckin' reason
And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces?
'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
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


And Im grindin til Im tired
They say "You aint grindin til you tired"
So Im grindin with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way
Through the day
A light
For the night
Dear Lord, youve done took so many of my people but Im just wonderin why
You havent taken
Like what the hell am I



We are not the same, I am a Martian
So approach my Phantom doors with caution (caution...caution)
See these 24s spinnin'? I earned em,
And all these pictures of me and Em I burned 'em
So there ain't no proof that i ever walked through 8 mile
Since they ain't no Proof, I'll never walk through 8 mile
So eat this black music, and tell me how it taste, now?
And fuck 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
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


And Im grindin 'til Im tired
They say "You aint grindin 'til you tired"
So Im grindin with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way
Through the day
A light
For the night
Dear Lord youve done took so many of my people but Im just wonderin why
You havent taken
Like what the hell am I



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 fucked up, so I cover it with a Raider hood
I'm from the city that made you motherfuckers afraid of Suge
(Compton... Compton...)
Made my grandmother pray for good
And never made her happy, when I bet that new Mercedes could
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
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 motherfucker cocked back


And Im grindin til Im tired
They say "You aint grindin til you tired"
So Im grindin with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way
Through the day
A light
For the night
Dear Lord youve done took so many of my people but Im just wonderin why
You havent taken
Like what the hell am I
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