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Текст песни GAME, THE - Promised Land

Sometimes I wonderMan, how long is it gon' be for my people to come outMan we strugglin, it's hard sometimes, butTomorrow's better than yesterday, uhh[The Game]I was, born in the slums, struggled from day one( )Ray Charles vision, blinded by the light from the sunNo navigation, no sense of direction, darker complexionmade 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 dryShhhh, I'm still here, my mother's criesNigga no father figures make harder niggazThrough the years, went to war with niggaz from what I saw in the pictureNow your son is bigger, 13, but just like youMoms said I would grow up and be just like youFrom what you did to my sister she disliked youSixteen, eleventh grade, look at me just like youGunnin for riches, runnin hoppin project fencesStreet corners to Arizona, how I earn my digitsAnd I'm far from finished, gamin 'til my coffee diminishWhy pray for the afterlife when mines just beginnin, huh[The Game]Only son by our mother, no brothers, only sisters by this oneEvery time I kissed one I missed one, let me explainEight years before the game, everything came with painWatch the fate of my family slain would never see good times a-gaynCursed with pain by a nigga with no shameMy father, that have the same name as his fatherMy grandfather wouldn't believe, he pulled up our family treeI can see him rollin over in his coffinI'm left with often, thoughts of how could you molest your daughterThey say that's ten times worse than manslaughterMan you oughta, be dead in a graveBut it wasn't my call, so instead you sat in a cageHigh-powered, two-hundred and fifty pound, six-five cowardWoulda been dead in an hourHeard you was scared to take a shower, scared of the yardYour end is near, you shoulda been scared of God, motherfucker[The Game]All my niggaz listen, huhI stay a step ahead of the rest of y'allWhy I gotta keep a vest for y'allThough I made it dog I still stress for y'allFunny how my folks think rap money stretch so farPray to God my niggaz see through all the checks and the carsI'm tryin to invest in what's ours, gimme a couple of years dogI'll turn your tears stress and your scarsinto lawn chairs and green grass in your yardI'm tryin to watch my kids wrestlin yoursNot have to get 'em ready for school and strap a vest on 'em allI know sometimes it get hardKeep your head up mami, reach for the starsHavin a child is like a blessing from GodYou just gotta work hard, can't let your youngest star strip in that barI feel your pain, this shit is rippin my heartBut where and when do we start, listen to the voice in back of my mindCan't reach all my women so I attack it in rhymeI know what you're feelin, I'm wripin ya tears ma, it could happen in timeFor now I take your tear strife sufferin, imagine it mine, huh

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Promised Land

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