เนื้อเพลง All I Know - The Game

[Hook - 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 got to 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]
Red phantom, they say I look like Josh Smith from Atlanta
I do, hachoo, excuse you, that n*gga look like me
He from the G.A., and I'm M easy, that's Game
I don't do what you n*ggas do, that's lame
I Soo Woo with my crew from the from the Burque
I Soo Woo with my crew, from under Young Wayne
A walkin' motherf*ckin' flame
Livin' up to my brothers name
Rockin' that red sh*t, wasn't f*ckin' with them other gangs
Most other gang's, they wasn't f*ckin' with me
Ain't your average motherf*cker, I'm a motherf*ckin' G
I got some sh*t on my chest that I want to get off
I got some sh*t for that vest that will knock that bullsh*t off
Money like Madoff, Kill em like Adolf, Roy Halladay
I'll let a f*ckin' K off, and I don't take a f*cking day off,

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Cincinnati C hat, Boston B hat, ? them Philadelphia P hats
Believe that; bring it to the hood so you can see that
Dumb ass n*ggas like game, Where the keys at?
Automatic start, n*gga where the trees at?
Red boned b*tch like Alisha, where the keys at?
Freeze that, like a f*cking pitcute
If you ain't a blood I ain't f*cking with ya na im just f*cking with ya
Stay on my hood sh*t, hop in the bucket with ya
Throw the ski masks on and get to straight f*cking with ya
Ain't that some sh*t, that bustards sick
You wana know how I'm livin' n*gga ask your b*tch
Told you precisely how to ask and sit, and she a nasty b*tch
I came in her mouth ask her lips, you know why?
Coz I had to go past them lips, Trick
You probably paid for those ass and tits for,

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
F*ck with the blood clock, smile for my mug shot
Can't go out like em but I love Big, I love Pac
Love Fab, love kis that's where the love stops
Coz I sleep with the enemy and I hug blocks
Birthed me in the drug spot, n*gga with a attitude
Searching me is f*ck cops, n*gga pay your gratitude
Before you say I'm acting Ruth
Understand I'm tryna feed my people
Hati just like Compton the way I'm packing food
But I will act a fool, put cheese on your head
Motherf*cker I will green bay packer you
Have a whole football team of n*ggas after you
Like the punt turn, when will you f*cking learn
Now take your ass back to school
Wait till 3-o-clock click clack at you
And f*ck with your conscience like back packers do
And I ain't Talib, Black Though or Mos Def
But I've seen the most deaths
And n*gga I'm just telling you