The Game - Everywhere I Go lyrics

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The Game - Everywhere I Go lyrics

[Voice sample from Star Trek V] I couldn't help but notice your pain [My pain?] It runs deep Share it with me! [Verse 1: 2Pac:] They'll never take me alive I'm gettin' high with my four-five co*ked on these s**as, time to die Even as a youngster causin' ruckus on the back of the bus I was a fool all through high school kickin' up dust But now I'm labelled as a trouble maker who can you blame? Smokin' weed helped me take away the pain So I'm hopeless Rollin' down the freeway swervin, don't worry I'm about to crash up on the curb, cause my visions blurry Maybe if they tried to understand me What should I do? I had to feed my f**in' family What else could I do? But be a thug Out slangin' with the homies f** hangin' with them phonies in the clubs Got my mind on danger Never been a stranger to homicide My city's full of gang bangers and drive-bys Why do we die at an early age? He was so young But still a victim of the 12 gauge My memories of a corpse Mind full of sick thoughts And I ain't goin' back to court So f** what you thought I'm drinkin' hennessey Runnin from my enemies Will I live to be 23? There's so much pain [Hook] Everywhere I go I see the darkness Covering skys Everywhere I go Everywhere I go Trouble seems to find me Blood in my eyes Everywhere I go [Verse 2: Game:] What would you do, if you couldn't make it to the NBA? What would you do, if you couldn't sing, like a Mary J? What would you do, if you couldn't hit a white ball, like Tyga? If you wanted to model, but you wasn't skinny like Tyra? What if you wanted to be Eminem But the closet thing to him, was a pack of M&M's? You can be Eminem, and I got proof Or you could be Obama, and bring back troops Or you could be Osama, and tear off roofs Or be Corporate America, and reject all youth Be the fly on the woodgrain, inside my Coop Or be the sole, inside my shoe So you can see where I walk, you can see where I been See my father raping my sister when she was just ten 9, 8, 7, 6, NASA take me away, life's a b**h [Hook 2] Everywhere I go Trouble seems to find me Blood in my eyes Everywhere I go [Verse 3: 2Pac] They got me mobbin' like I'm Loc'ed and ready to get my slug on I load my clip and slip my motherf**in' gloves on I ain't scared to blast on these s**as if they test me Trust, I got my Glock co*ked playa if they press me Bust on motherf**ers with a - paaa**ion Better duck cause I ain't lookin when I'm - blaaastin' I'm a nuttin, drinkin' Hennessey and gettin' high On the lookout for my enemies Don't wanna die Tell me why cause this stress is gettin' major A buck-fifty across the face with my razor What can I do but be a thug until I'm dead and gone Keep my brain on the game and stay head strong These sorry ba*tards Want to k** me in my sleep but will they can I see And everyday it's just a struggle Steady thuggin' on the streets And I'll be ballin' loc Don't let 'em make you worry Keep swingin' at these s**as till you buried I was born to raise hell A n***a from the gutta Word to mutha I'm tough I'm kickin dust up Ready to bust I'm on the scene steady muggin' mean Until they k** me I'll be livin this life I know you feel me There's so much pain [Hook 2]

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