All My Life
The Game Lyrics

And I'm grindin' til I'm attacked
I'm working hard until I'm successful

They say "You ain't grindin' til you tired"
People say you haven't worked hard enough until you're tired

So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide
I'm working hard while being aware of my surroundings

Looking to find, a way through the day
I'm trying to figure out how to get through the day

A light, for the night
I'm searching for guidance in the dark times

Dear Lord, you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why
I'm questioning why so many of my loved ones have passed away

You haven't taken my life?
I'm grateful to still be alive despite losing so many people around me

Like what the hell am I doing right?
I'm questioning what I'm doing differently to still be alive

Take me away from the hood like a state penitentiary
I want to leave the dangerous neighborhood I grew up in

Take me away from the hood in the casket or a Bentley
I either want to leave the neighborhood in luxury or through death

Like I overdosed on cocaine
I want to leave the hood by dying from an overdose

Or take me away like a bullet from Kurt Cobain
I want to leave the hood by dying from a tragic event, like Kurt Cobain

Suicide (suicide, suicide)
I'm contemplating suicide

I'm from a Windy City, like "Do or Die"
I'm from Chicago, a city where survival is often a matter of life or death

From a block close to where Biggie was crucified
I'm from a neighborhood where violence is rampant

That was Brooklyn's Jesus
Biggie Smalls was idolized in his hometown of Brooklyn

Shot for no fuckin' reason
Biggie's death was senseless

And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces?
Kanye West wears religious jewelry in honor of Biggie and as a symbol of faith

Cause that's Jesus people
Biggie's fans are like a religious group

And The Game, he's the equal
I am also a popular rapper like Biggie was

Hated on so much, "The Passion of Christ" need a sequel
I am criticized and hated on so much that it's like a sequel to the movie "The Passion of Christ"

Yeah, like Roc-a-fella needed Sigel
My presence is essential, like State Property rapper Beanie Sigel was for Jay Z's label Roc-a-fella

Like I needed my father, but he needed a needle
My father was addicted to drugs and could not be there for me

I need some meditation, so I can leave my people
I need to find inner peace and distance myself from my neighborhood

They askin' "Why?" Why did John Lennon leave The Beatles?
People wonder why someone would leave something successful, like John Lennon leaving the Beatles

And why every hood nigga feed off evil?
Why is there so much violence and negativity in the hood?

Answer my question before this bullet leave this Desert Eagle
Answer me before I resort to violence

We are not the same, I am a Martian
I am not like everyone else, I am unique

So approach my Phantom doors with caution
Be careful when approaching my luxurious car

You see them 24's spinnin' I earned them
I worked hard for my expensive car rims

And I ain't no preacher but here's my Erick Sermon
I'm not a religious leader, but here's a message from me

So eat this black music and tell me how it taste now
Listen to my music and appreciate it

And fuck Jesse Jackson cause it ain't about race now
I don't care about race issues anymore, so screw Jesse Jackson

Sometimes I think about my life, with my face down
I often contemplate my problems and misfortunes

Then I see my sons and put on that Kanye smile
Seeing my children brings me joy, like how Kanye West smiles when he sees his kids

Damn, I know his momma proud
I know my mother is proud of me

And since you helped me sell my +Dream+ we can share my momma now
Since you helped me achieve my goals, you can now celebrate with my mother

And like M.J.B.: "No More Drama" now
I want to leave the negativity and drama behind

Living the "Good Life", me and Common on common ground
I'm living a good life, and Common and I share similar experiences

I spit crack, and niggas could drive it out of town
My music is addictive and people love it

Got a Chris Paul mind state, I'm never out of bounds
Like NBA player Chris Paul, I always make the right decision

My life used to be empty like a Glock without a round
My life used to feel incomplete and dangerous

Now my life full, like a chopper with a thousand rounds
Now, my life is full of potential and unlimited possibilities

Walk through the gates of Hell, see my Impala parked in front
Even in the worst situations, my car is still a source of pride

With the high beams on, me and the Devil share chronic blunts
I'm so badass, I even smoke weed with the devil

Listening to the "Chronic" album, playing backwards
I'm listening to the album by rapper Dr. Dre in reverse

Shootin' at pictures of Don Imus for target practice
I'm taking out my anger at the radio host who made racist comments

My mind fucked up, so I cover it with a Raider hood
My thoughts are messed up, so I wear a hoodie to cover my face

I'm from the city that made you motherfuckers afraid of Suge
I'm from the same city as powerful music executive Suge Knight, who is known for his intimidation tactics

Made my grandmother pray for good
My grandmother was worried for my safety in the dangerous neighborhood

And never made her happy, when I bet that new Mercedes could
Even though I bought a new luxury car, my grandmother was still worried for my safety

Ain't no bars, but niggas can't escape the hood
There are no actual prison bars, but it's still hard to escape the negative environment

They took so many of my niggas, that I should hate the hood
So many of my friends have been killed that I should hate the neighborhood, but I don't

But it's real niggas like me, that make the hood
People like me give the neighborhood a sense of community and connection

Ridin' slow in that Phantom just the way I should
I'm driving my expensive car at a leisurely pace

With the top back
I have the convertible top down

In my Sox hat
I'm wearing my Chicago White Sox baseball cap

I'm paid in full, the nigga Alpo couldn't stop that
I'm rich and successful, just like drug dealer Alpo Martinez couldn't be stopped

Even if they brought the nigga 'Pac back
I would still be successful and my career would continue, even if Tupac Shakur were still alive

I'd still keep this motherfucker cocked back
I'm still armed and dangerous, no matter the circumstances

(My Life)
Life is a struggle, but I won't give up