Artist: The Game f/ Lil Wayne Album: The Documentary 2.5 Song: From Adam Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: The Game] Here we go again {"Oooooh"} Ten years later {"Took your love away from me"} You know what, man? Umm {"I wanna know!"} Fuck it, aiyyo C {"Oooooh"} Give me that Jameson And that pickle juice {"Took your love away from me"} Thank you {*hiccup*} I got some, shit on my mind {"I wanna know!"} [The Game] My lil' nigga Frog dead dawg They shot my lil' nigga in his head dawg You heard what the fuck I just said dawg? Walk inside my closet like fuck everything red dawg If you seen your best friend stiff, you would cry too Sometimes I don't even wanna be a Piru Then I think about it like fuck everything blue Who killed my motherfuckin brother? {"I wanna know!"} Who killed G man too? The shit I seen men do If I told you, I'd have me floatin in some cement shoes See, Compton ain't shit really And I've been at the bottom of the pits, feel me? I done had some real niggaz try to kill me, fake niggaz in my crew Crip niggaz more loyal than a few of my Piru I done been shot, had a surgery or two +Above the Rim+ like 'Pac, I'm like Birdie at the troop And I can't lie, every time I see Suge my heart beat Cause I don't know if I should dap him, or let the hawk speak Wilmington and Brazil nigga, them my cross streets And who gon' take it from me? {"I wanna know!"} [Chorus: Lil Wayne] They think they know me but they do not know me Cause I do not know me, who killed my homie? I wanna know names, click-clack explain I can kill you but ain't nothin gon' change But I might do it anyway, you're gon' die anyway I'm gon' die anyway, we can go any day It can be any day, but for you Today is the day, today is the day, yeah [The Game] I was playin Madden then I heard a knock Everybody know I got shot but this for niggaz that forgot Sometimes I thank God, that I got set up When you're shot twice in the chest it's kinda hard to keep your head up Suspect one, the homies never came to see me Suspect two, Red hid my gun behind the TV Suspect three, I was beefin with this Crip in my apartment Shit started cause we fought, and he couldn't see me There's usually ten niggaz in our dope spot Cold ass night, I'm like a janitor at Wingstop I usually play Xbox with the gun cocked I'm cool with takin mine but I took other niggaz gunshots Chest wide open, I'm tryna fight, but my lungs not Hole in my chest 'bout the size of a kumquat I know who shot me cause I shot them, but who set me up? I ain't trippin but {"I wanna know!"} [Chorus] [The Game] Let me tell you how I met my nigga Wack Shit, he ain't always have a nigga back When I met him, he was standin behind Suge And everything is all good, when you bangin for your hood Compton, that nigga Wack got my number and came through Now let me tell you the type of shit The Game do He walked in the booth where I was spittin Gave him ten thousand, couldn't even finish his fuckin sentence I ain't owe him shit But real recognize real, now we like two red-nosed Pits Cross him, you gotta cross me And don't forget about where my nigga A.R. be He be in the cut, that nigga nuts, don't give a fuck Love his nigga Game to death, and he mean it from the GUTS Blood, what's up? Which one of y'all dumb motherfuckers wanna try us? {"I wanna know!"}