Текст песни 2 Pac - My Life (Remix) (Feat. Game, Lil Wayne, Eminem)

Жанр: Hip-Hop
Исполнитель: 2 Pac
Альбом: Encore
Длительность: 04:25
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[Chorus: Lil Wayne] And I'm grindin' til I'm tired They say "You ain't grindin' til you tired" So I'm grindin' 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 I'm just wonderin' why You haven't taken my life Like what the hell am I doing right? My life... [Eminem:] I'm supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure Even though I hold the weight of the whole world on my shoulders I ain't never supposed to show it, my crew ain't supposed to know it Even if it means goin' toe to toe with a Benzino it don't matter I'd never drag them in battles that I can handle unless I absolutely have to I'm supposed to set an example I need to be the leader, my crew looks for me to guide 'em If some shit ever does pop off, I'm supposed to be beside 'em That Ja shit I tried to squash it, it was too late to stop it There's a certain line you just don't cross and he crossed it I heard him say Hailie's name on a song and I just lost it It was crazy, this shit went way beyond some Jay-z and Nas shit And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it I spent too much energy on it, honestly I'm exhausted And I'm so caught in it I almost feel I'm the one who caused it This ain't what I'm in hip-hop for, it's not why I got in it. [Chorus] [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 And I ain't no preacher, but here's my Erick Sermon 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 [Chorus] [2Pac:] And still I'm having memories of high speeds, when the cops crashed As I laugh pushing the gas when my glocks blast We was young, and we was dumb but we had heart In the dark when we survived through the bad parts Many dreams is what I had, and many wishes No hesitation in extermination of these snitches And these bitches they still continue to pursue me A couple of movies now the whole world trying to screw me Even the cops tried to sue me So what can I do but stay true, sipping 22's a brewing Now the medias trying to test me got the press asking questions, trying to stress me Misery is all I see, that's my mind's state My history with the police is shakin' the crime rate Ma main man had 2 strikes, slipped, got arrested and flipped He screamed 'Thug Life! ' and emptied the clip [Chorus]
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