Just Beginning
The Game Lyrics


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Sometimes I wonder
Man, how long is it gon' be for my people to come up
Man, we strugglin', it's hard sometimes
But tomorrow's better than yesterday

I was born in the slums, struggled from day one
Ray Charles vision, blinded by the light from the sun
No navigation, no sense of direction
Darker complexion made it hard to live

Dad, how you fathered your kids?
Stranded on the highway of life
Left us out to die, left us out to dry
Shh, I'm still hearin' my mother's cries, nigga

No father figures make harder niggaz
Through the years, went to war with niggaz
From what I saw in the picture

Now your son is bigger, thirteen, looks just like you
Mom said I would grow up and be just like you
From what you did to my sister, she disliked you
Sixteen, eleventh grade, look at me, just like you

Gunnin' for riches, runnin', hoppin' project fences
Street corners to Arizona, how I earn my digits
And I'm far from finished, gamin' till my coffee diminish
Why pray for the after life when mines just beginnin', huh

Only son by our mother, no brothers, only sisters by this one
Every time I kissed one, I missed one, let me explain
Eight years before The Game, everything came with pain
Watch the fate of my family slain would never see good times again

Cursed with pain by a nigga with no shame
My father bear the same name as his father
My grandfather wouldn't believe, he pulled up our family tree
I can see him rollin' over in his coffin'

I'm left with often thoughts of how could you molest your daughter
They say that's ten times worse than manslaughter
Man, you oughta be dead in a grave
But it wasn't my call, so instead you sat in a cage

High-powered, two-hundred and fifty pound, six-five coward
Woulda been dead in an hour




Heard you were scared to take a shower, scared of the yard
Your end is near, you shoulda been scared of God, motherfucker

Overall Meaning

The Game's song "Just Beginning" is a poignant and introspective track that delves deep into his experiences growing up in the slums and the struggles he had to endure. The rapper reflects on the lack of father figures in his life, his family's cursed history, and the pain of being molested by his own father. The first verse notes the difficulty of life and how hard it can be, but he remains optimistic that tomorrow will be better than yesterday. The second verse highlights his struggles, including his blindness and lack of direction, and the traumatic experiences he had to endure.


The chorus, "Why pray for the afterlife when mine's just beginning," indicates the rapper's focus on the present and his determination to make the most of his life despite his past struggles. The third verse is a reflection on his journey to overcome his circumstances, make money by any means necessary, and rise above his past experiences. Finally, he ends the song with a denouncement of his father's despicable actions, ultimately concluding that he should've been scared of God.


Overall, "Just Beginning" is a powerful and emotional track that displays The Game's lyrical prowess and willingness to confront difficult topics. The song challenges listeners to consider how society can fail individuals and how some have to struggle more than others just to survive.


Line by Line Meaning

Sometimes I wonder
I often contemplate


Man, how long is it gon' be for my people to come up
I question when my community will succeed


Man, we strugglin', it's hard sometimes
Life is difficult and we're fighting to survive


But tomorrow's better than yesterday
Despite our hardships, things will improve over time


I was born in the slums, struggled from day one
I was raised in poverty and faced challenges from birth


Ray Charles vision, blinded by the light from the sun
My outlook was limited and I struggled to see a bright future


No navigation, no sense of direction
I had no guidance and lacked purpose


Darker complexion made it hard to live
Discrimination and prejudice made life even more challenging


Dad, how you fathered your kids?
I question how my father raised his children


Stranded on the highway of life
I feel lost and alone in my journey


Left us out to die, left us out to dry
My father abandoned his family when we needed him most


Shh, I'm still hearin' my mother's cries, nigga
The pain and trauma of my mother's suffering still haunts me


No father figures make harder niggaz
The lack of a positive male role model led me down a difficult path


Through the years, went to war with niggaz
I've faced struggles and conflicts with others throughout my life


From what I saw in the picture
Based on the image I saw


Now your son is bigger, thirteen, looks just like you
My son is growing up and resembles his father


Mom said I would grow up and be just like you
My mother predicted that I would follow in my father's footsteps


From what you did to my sister, she disliked you
My sister harbors resentment towards my father for his actions towards her


Sixteen, eleventh grade, look at me, just like you
As a teenager, I see similarities between myself and my father


Gunnin' for riches, runnin', hoppin' project fences
I'm striving for success through any means necessary, even if it involves breaking the law


Street corners to Arizona, how I earn my digits
I've hustled from the streets to a different state in order to make money


And I'm far from finished, gamin' till my coffee diminish
I won't stop my quest for wealth until my resources are depleted


Why pray for the after life when mines just beginnin', huh
Rather than focus on the afterlife, I'm focused on living this life to the fullest


Only son by our mother, no brothers, only sisters by this one
I'm the only son in our family, with no male siblings and only female siblings


Every time I kissed one, I missed one, let me explain
Whenever I showed affection to one sister, I felt like I was neglecting the others


Eight years before The Game, everything came with pain
My life was filled with hardships years before I became a famous musician


Watch the fate of my family slain would never see good times again
Seeing my family's tragic fate made me feel like things would never get better


Cursed with pain by a nigga with no shame
I've been inflicted with pain by someone who showed no remorse


My father bear the same name as his father
My father shares the same name as his own father


My grandfather wouldn't believe, he pulled up our family tree
My grandfather would be disappointed to see the state of our family


I can see him rollin' over in his coffin'
My grandfather would be upset to see how our family ended up


I'm left with often thoughts of how could you molest your daughter
I can't comprehend how my father could commit such a heinous act


They say that's ten times worse than manslaughter
Sexual abuse is considered a more severe crime than taking someone's life


Man, you oughta be dead in a grave
I believe my father deserves to be punished harshly for his actions


But it wasn't my call, so instead you sat in a cage
I don't have the authority to decide my father's punishment, but he was imprisoned for his crime


High-powered, two-hundred and fifty pound, six-five coward
My father is physically intimidating, but his actions reveal him to be a coward


Woulda been dead in an hour
Had he faced me, he would have been killed almost instantly


Heard you were scared to take a shower, scared of the yard
I've heard that my father is weak and fearful in prison


Your end is near, you shoulda been scared of God, motherfucker
My father's punishment will be much harsher than anything I could inflict, and he should have been afraid of divine retribution




Lyrics Ā© Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Written by: BERNARD EDWARDS, ARTIE BUTLER, JAYCEON TAYLOR, MARK LINDSAY

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