All I Know

[Chorus: Luu Breeze]

All I know is this pain in this life

And this struggle, it troubles me so

All I know is that I'm stuck on this road

Of success, so I gotta get mine

All I know is this pain in this life

And this struggle, it troubles me so

All I know, all I know

[Verse 1: The Game]

Red phantom, they say I look like Josh Smith from Atlanta

I do, hachoo, excuse you, that nigga look like me

He from the G.A., and I'm M easy, that's Game

I don't do what you niggas do, that's lame

I Soo Woo with my crew from the Bird Gang

I Soo Woo with my crew, from under Young Wayne

A walkin' motherfuckin' flame livin' up to my brother's name

Rockin' that red shit, wasn't fuckin' with them other gangs

Amongst other things, they wasn't fuckin' with me

I ain't your average motherfucker, I'm a motherfuckin' G

I got some shit on my chest that I want to get off

Got some shit for that vest that'll knock that bullshit off

Money like Madoff, kill 'em like Adolf

Roy Halladay, I'll let a fuckin' K off

And I don't take a fuckin' day off

[Chorus: Luu Breeze]

All I know is this pain in this life

And this struggle, it troubles me so

All I know is that I'm stuck on this road

Of success, so I gotta get mine

All I know is this pain in this life

And this struggle, it troubles me so

All I know, all I know

[Verse 2: The Game]

Cincinnati C hat, Boston B hat

Them is me hats to the Philadelphia P hats

Believe that; bring it to the hood so you can see that

Dumb ass niggas like "Game, where the keys at?"

Automatic start, nigga where the trees at?

Red boned bitch like Alicia, where the keys at?

Freeze that, like a fuckin' picture

If you ain't a Blood, I ain't fuckin' with ya

Nah I'm just fuckin' with ya

Stay on my hood shit, hop in the bucket with ya

Throw the ski masks on and get to straight buckin' with ya

Ain't that some shit, that bastard's sick

You wanna know how I'm livin' nigga, ask your bitch

Told you precisely how the Aston sit, and she a nasty bitch

I came in her mouth, ask her lips, know why?

'Cause I had to go past them lips, Trick

You probably paid for those ass and tits for…

[Chorus: Luu Breeze]

All I know is this pain in this life

And this struggle, it troubles me so

All I know is that I'm stuck on this road

Of success, so I gotta get mine

All I know is this pain in this life

And this struggle, it troubles me so

All I know, all I know

[Verse 3: The Game]

Fuck with the Blood clot, smile for my mug shot

Can't go out like 'em but I love Big, I love Pac

Love Fab, love Kiss, that's where the love stops

'Cause I sleep with the enemy and I hug blocks

Birthed me in the drug spot, nigga with a attitude

Search me and it's fuck cops, nigga pay your gratitude

Before you say I'm actin' rude

Understand I'm tryna feed my people

Haiti just like Compton the way I'm packin' food

But I will act a fool, put cheese on your head

Motherfucker, I will Green Bay Packer you

Have a whole football team of niggas after you

Like the punt return, when will you fuckin' learn?

Now take your ass back to school

Wait 'til 3-o-clock click clack at you

And fuck with your conscience like back packers do

And I ain't Talib, Black Thought or Mos Def

But I've seen the most deaths

And nigga I'm just tellin' you

[Outro: Luu Breeze]

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