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Artist/Band: The Game
Lyrics for Song: Just Beginning (Where I'm From)
Lyrics for Album: Untold Story, Vol. 2 [2005]



Sometimes I wonder

Man, how long is it gon' be for my people to come up

Man, we strugglin', it's hard sometimes

But tomorrow's better than yesterday



I was born in the slums, struggled from day one

Ray Charles vision, blinded by the light from the sun

No navigation, no sense of direction

Darker complexion made 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 dry

Shh, I'm still hearin' my mother's cries, nigga



No father figures make harder niggaz

Through the years, went to war with niggaz

From what I saw in the picture



Now your son is bigger, thirteen, looks just like you

Mom said I would grow up and be just like you

From what you did to my sister, she disliked you

Sixteen, eleventh grade, look at me, just like you



Gunnin' for riches, runnin', hoppin' project fences

Street corners to Arizona, how I earn my digits

And I'm far from finished, gamin' till my coffee diminish

Why pray for the after life when mines just beginnin', huh



Only son by our mother, no brothers, only sisters by this one

Every time I kissed one, I missed one, let me explain

Eight years before The Game, everything came with pain

Watch the fate of my family slain would never see good times again



Cursed with pain by a nigga with no shame

My father bear the same name as his father

My grandfather wouldn't believe, he pulled up our family tree

I can see him rollin' over in his coffin'



I'm left with often thoughts of how could you molest your daughter

They say that's ten times worse than manslaughter

Man, you oughta be dead in a grave

But it wasn't my call, so instead you sat in a cage



High-powered, two-hundred and fifty pound, six-five coward

Woulda been dead in an hour

Heard you were scared to take a shower, scared of the yard

Your end is near, you shoulda been scared of God, motherfucker


Album Lyrics: Untold Story, Vol. 2 [2005]


The Game
"Untold Story, Vol. 2 [2005]"


1. Fuck Wit Me
2. For My Gangstaz
3. Money Over Bitches
4. I'm A Mobsta
5. Eat Your Beats Alive
6. Just Beginning (Where I'm From)
7. Born & Raised In Compton (Raised As A G)
8. We Are The Hustlaz
9. Walk Thru The Sky
10. Truth Rap
11. Drop Ya Thangs
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