My Life-群星

Punk a** motherf**ker! B**ch a** ni**a! What were you gonna do? Kill me in my sleep you b**ch a** ni**a? Tupac, Biggie shut the f**k up! F**king dogs, they barking sh*t Don't shoot me! Don't shoot me! F**k you ni**a! And I'm grindin' until I'm tired And you ain't grindin' until you tired So I'm grinding with my eyes wide Looking to find, A way through the day The life of the night Dear lord you've take so many of my people I'm just wondering why you haven't taken my life Like what the hell am I doing right? Take me away from the hood Like a state penitentiary. Take me away from the hood In a casket or a Bentley. Take me away Like I overdosed on coc*ine, Or take me away Like a bullet from Kurt Cobain. 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**king reason. And you wonder why Kanye Wear his Jesus pieces. (My life!) Cause that's Jesus people, And Game he's the equal. Hated on so much Passion Of The Christ need a sequel. Yeah, like Rockefeller need a Segal. Like I needed my father, (My life!) But he needed a needle. I need some meditation So I can lead my people. They askin' why? Why did John Lennon leave the Beetles? And Why every hood ni**a Feed off evil? Answer my question before this Bullet leave this Desert Eagle. And I'm grindin' until I'm tired And you ain't grindin' until you tired So I'm grinding with my eyes wide Looking to find, A way through the day The life of the night Dear lord you've take so many of my people I'm just wondering why you haven't taken my life Like what the hell am I doing right? We are not the same, I am a martian. So approach my Phantom doors with caution. You see them 24's spinnin' I earned them. And all the pictures of me an M I burned them So it ain't no proof that I ever walked through 8 Mile So they ain't no proof I ever walked through 8 mile And since their ain't no proof I never walked through 8 mile. 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 mama proud, And since you helped me sell my dream, We can share my mama 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. Got a Chris Paul mind state, I'm never out of bounds. My life use to be empty Like a Glock without a round. Now my life full Like a chopper with a thousand rounds. And I'm grindin' until I'm tired And you ain't grindin' until you tired So I'm grinding with my eyes wide Looking to find, A way through the day The life of the night Dear lord you've take so many of my people I'm just wondering why you haven't taken my life Like what the hell am I doing right? Walked through the gates of hell, See my Impala parked in front, With the high beams on. Me and the devil Sharing chronic blunts. Listening to The Chronic album, Playin' 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 Made my Grandmother pray for good And never made her happy, But 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 And my Sox hat. I'm Paid in Full, The ni**a Alvo couldn't stop that. Even if they brought the ni**a Pac back, I'd still keep this motherf**ker cocked back. And I'm grindin' until I'm tired And you ain't grindin' until you tired So I'm grinding with my eyes wide Looking to find, A way through the day The life of the night Dear lord you've take so many of my people I'm just wondering why you haven't taken my life Like what the hell am I doing right? My life My life My life My life