[Intro]
Punk [bad word] [bad word] #33;
 [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] #33;
What were you gonna do?
Kill me in my sleep u [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] 
Tupac, Biggie shut the [bad word] up!
 [bad word] dogs, they barking [bad word] ..
Don't shoot me! Don't shoot me!
 [bad word] you [bad word] #33;

 [bad word] (Lil' Wayne)]
And I'm grindin' until I'm tired
And you ain't grindin' until you die
So I'm grinding with my eyes wide
Looking to find,
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 [bad word] am I doing right?

[Verse 1 (The Game)]
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 cocaine,
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 [bad word] 
That was Brooklyn's Jesus
shot for no [bad word] 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 [bad word] 
feed off evil?
Answer my question before this
bullet leave this Desert Eagle.

 [bad word] (Lil' Wayne)]
And I'm grindin' until I'm tired
And you ain't grindin' until you die
So I'm grinding with my eyes wide
Looking to find,
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 [bad word] am I doing right?

[Verse 2 (The Game)]
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.
I ain't no preacher,
but here's my Erick Sermon
So eat this black music and
tell me how it taste now
and [bad word] Jesse Jackson
because 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.
 [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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.

 [bad word] (Lil' Wayne)]
And I'm grindin' until I'm tired
And you ain't grindin' until you die
So I'm grinding with my eyes wide
Looking to find,
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 [bad word] am I doing right?

[Verse 3 (The Game)]
Walked through the gates of [bad word] 
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 [bad word] up, so I
cover it with a Raider hood.
I'm from the city that made you
 [bad word] 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