This Is Me Lyrics - What The Game's Been Missing! - Juelz Santana

(Intro) 

Man, first I just wanna salute my soldiers 

Knahmean? We just trying to stay above water 

Feel me? I mean I speak for the Gs, the hustlers 

They understand me, knahmsayin? 

Shit 

Lock into this time and lock out (always) 

I mean ain't nothing promised to niggaz like us 

You know? 

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(Juelz Santana) 

Just a, another day another dollar 

Now look what you got 

Another hater, another plotter 

Shit, you know the drill 

A brother pay, a brother holla 

Watch 'em, they creeping 

Another raid, another copper 

Aw man 

Another case, another lock-up 

What 

Another bail, know that cake better pop up 

Yup 

That's just day to day shit we go through 

And results of the day to day shits we go through 

Some niggaz day to day pitch, they local, and 

Some niggaz day to day bricks, they coastal, and 

Some niggaz day to day snitch, they vocal 

I don't honor them fools 

Them type of dudes get they tonsils removed 

I speak from the heart of the hood 

From the boarded up apartments with wood 

From the cracked down crack houses (yeah) 

To the burnt up black houses 

To fiends inside with that burnt up glass out 

And puffing weed makes my actions switch 

I'm at the window, with the pistol, like Malcolm 

Ain't that a bitch (man) 

And I'm paranoid, paranoid 

But still I got to get it, got to have it, make it happen boy 

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(Chorus) 

Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep 

If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take 

And may this song play all the way 

And if it skip a beat, hit repeat 

This the realest shit I ever wrote, this is me 

And if it skip a beat, hit repeat 

This the realest shit I ever wrote, this is me 

(Juelz Santana) 

Look now 

Another dead, another born 

Vice versa 

Another here, another gone 

Pay attention 

Another smile, another mourn 

Another funeral, another baby shower going on 

Get it, huh 

That's just life in the hood 

You earn scars, you earn stripes in the hood 

Huh, get it 

I live the life of a hustler 

No sleep all night for a hustler, buster 

And if your coke weak, cut it with Bo Peep sheep 

I swear fiends will chase that high for four weeks 

I'm still dealing with the day to day beef and 

Stress, hunger, patience 

The day to day basics 

Yep, shit that we go through, you know 

Shit 

Look at the shit that we go through, you know 

Niggaz come home, can't get jobs 

Niggaz getting money, acting like they can't get robbed 

And that don't mix 

(Chorus)