Punk [bad word] [bad word]  get your [bad word] up
What chu was goin do? kill me in my sleep you [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] 
Tupac, Biggie! shut the [bad word] up! [bad word] dogs barking and [bad word] 

Don't shoot!
Don't shoot!

 [bad word] You [bad word] #33;

And I'm grindin' til I'm tired
Cuz They say "You ain't grindin' til you tired
So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide
Looking to find
way through the day
light For the night
Dear Lord, you done took so many of my people 
I'm just wonderin' why you haven't taken my life 
Like what the [bad word] am I doing right?
(My Life) 

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 Cobaine
Suicide (Suicide... suicide...)
I'm from a Windy City, like "Do or Die"
From a block close to where Biggie was [bad word] 
That was Brooklyn's Jesus
Shot for no [bad word] #39; reason
And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces? (My Life) 
'Cause that's Jesus people
And 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) 
I need some meditation, so I can lead my people
They askin' "Why? " Why did John Lennon lead The Beatles?
And why every hood [bad word] feed off evil?
Answer my question before this bullet leave this Desert Eagle

And I'm grindin' til I'm tired
Cuz They say "You ain't grindin' til you tired
So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide
Looking to find
way through the day
light For the night
Dear Lord, done took so many of my people 
I'm just wonderin' why you haven't taken my life 
Like what the [bad word] am I doing right?
(My Life)

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 em
And all the pictures of me and Em, I burned em
So it ain't no proof that I ever walked through 8 mile
And since it 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 (My Life) 
 [bad word]  I know his momma proud
And since you helped me sell my dream, we can share my momma now
Find More lyrics at www [bad word] 
And like MJB, "No More Drama" now
Livin' the good life, me [bad word] 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 I'm grindin' til I'm tired
Cuz They say "You ain't grindin' til you tired
So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide
Looking to find
way through the day
light For the night
Dear Lord, you done took so many of my people 
I'm just wonderin' why you haven't taken my life 
Like what the [bad word] am I doing right?
(My Life)

Walk through the gates of [bad word] 
See my Impala parked in front
With 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 [bad word] up, so I cover it with a Raider hood
I'm from the city that made you [bad word] afraid of Suge [bad word] ..
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Made my grandmother pray for good
And never made her happy, and I bet that new Mercedes could 
(My Life) 
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 s