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Sometimes I wonder <br />Man, how long is it gon´ be for my people to come out <br />Man we strugglin, it´s hard sometimes, but <br />Tomorrow´s better than yesterday, uhh <br /> <br />[The Game] <br />I was, born in the slums, struggled from day one <br />Ray Charles vision, blinded by the light from the sun <br />No navigation, no sense of direction, darker complexion <br />made it hard to live; dad, how you fathered your kids? <br />Stranded on the highway of life, left us out to die, left us out to dry <br />Shhhh, I´m still here, my mother´s cries <br />Nigga no father figures make harder niggaz <br />Through the years, went to war with niggaz from what I saw in the picture <br />Now your son is bigger, 13, but just like you <br />Moms said I would grow up and be just like you <br />From what you did to my sister she disliked you <br />Sixteen, eleventh grade, look at me just like you <br />Gunnin for riches, runnin hoppin project fences <br />Street corners to Arizona, how I earn my digits <br />And I´m far from finished, gamin ´til my coffee diminish <br />Why pray for the afterlife when mines just beginnin, huh <br /> <br />[The Game] <br />Only son by our mother, no brothers, only sisters by this one <br />Every time I kissed one I missed one, let me explain <br />Eight years before the game, everything came with pain <br />Watch the fate of my family slain would never see good times a-gayn <br />Cursed with pain by a nigga with no shame <br />My father, that have the same name as his father <br />My grandfather wouldn´t believe, he pulled up our family tree <br />I can see him rollin over in his coffin <br />I´m left with often, thoughts of how could you molest your daughter <br />They say that´s ten times worse than manslaughter <br />Man you oughta, be dead in a grave <br />But it wasn´t my call, so instead you sat in a cage <br />High-powered, two-hundred and fifty pound, six-five coward <br />Woulda been dead in an hour <br />Heard you was scared to take a shower, scared of the yard <br />Your end is near, you shoulda been scared of God, motherfucker <br /> <br />[The Game] <br />All my niggaz listen, huh <br />I stay a step ahead of the rest of y´all <br />Why I gotta keep a vest for y´all <br />Though I made it dog I still stress for y´all <br />Funny how my folks think rap money stretch so far <br />Pray to God my niggaz see through all the checks and the cars <br />I´m tryin to invest in what´s ours, gimme a couple of years dog <br />I´ll turn your tears stress and your scars <br />into lawn chairs and green grass in your yard <br />I´m tryin to watch my kids wrestlin yours <br />Not have to get ´em ready for school and strap a vest on ´em all <br />I know sometimes it get hard <br />Keep your head up mami, reach for the stars <br />Havin a child is like a blessing from God <br />You just gotta work hard, can´t let your youngest star strip in that bar <br />I feel your pain, this shit is rippin my heart <br />But where and when do we start, listen to the voice in back of my mind <br />Can´t reach all my women so I attack it in rhyme <br />I know what you´re feelin, I´m wripin ya tears ma, it could happen in time <br />For now I take your tear strife sufferin, imagine it mine, huh
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Sometimes I wonder <br />Man, how long is it gon´ be for my people to come out <br />Man we strugglin, it´s hard sometimes, but <br />Tomorrow´s better than yesterday, uhh <br /> <br />[The Game] <br />I was, born in the slums, struggled from day one <br />Ray Charles vision, blinded by the light from the sun <br />No navigation, no sense of direction, darker complexion <br />made it hard to live; dad, how you fathered your kids? <br />Stranded on the highway of life, left us out to die, left us out to dry <br />Shhhh, I´m still here, my mother´s cries <br />Nigga no father figures make harder niggaz <br />Through the years, went to war with niggaz from what I saw in the picture <br />Now your son is bigger, 13, but just like you <br />Moms said I would grow up and be just like you <br />From what you did to my sister she disliked you <br />Sixteen, eleventh grade, look at me just like you <br />Gunnin for riches, runnin hoppin project fences <br />Street corners to Arizona, how I earn my digits <br />And I´m far from finished, gamin ´til my coffee diminish <br />Why pray for the afterlife when mines just beginnin, huh <br /> <br />[The Game] <br />Only son by our mother, no brothers, only sisters by this one <br />Every time I kissed one I missed one, let me explain <br />Eight years before the game, everything came with pain <br />Watch the fate of my family slain would never see good times a-gayn <br />Cursed with pain by a nigga with no shame <br />My father, that have the same name as his father <br />My grandfather wouldn´t believe, he pulled up our family tree <br />I can see him rollin over in his coffin <br />I´m left with often, thoughts of how could you molest your daughter <br />They say that´s ten times worse than manslaughter <br />Man you oughta, be dead in a grave <br />But it wasn´t my call, so instead you sat in a cage <br />High-powered, two-hundred and fifty pound, six-five coward <br />Woulda been dead in an hour <br />Heard you was scared to take a shower, scared of the yard <br />Your end is near, you shoulda been scared of God, motherfucker <br /> <br />[The Game] <br />All my niggaz listen, huh <br />I stay a step ahead of the rest of y´all <br />Why I gotta keep a vest for y´all <br />Though I made it dog I still stress for y´all <br />Funny how my folks think rap money stretch so far <br />Pray to God my niggaz see through all the checks and the cars <br />I´m tryin to invest in what´s ours, gimme a couple of years dog <br />I´ll turn your tears stress and your scars <br />into lawn chairs and green grass in your yard <br />I´m tryin to watch my kids wrestlin yours <br />Not have to get ´em ready for school and strap a vest on ´em all <br />I know sometimes it get hard <br />Keep your head up mami, reach for the stars <br />Havin a child is like a blessing from God <br />You just gotta work hard, can´t let your youngest star strip in that bar <br />I feel your pain, this shit is rippin my heart <br />But where and when do we start, listen to the voice in back of my mind <br />Can´t reach all my women so I attack it in rhyme <br />I know what you´re feelin, I´m wripin ya tears ma, it could happen in time <br />For now I take your tear strife sufferin, imagine it mine, huh
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