All I Know lyrics

by

Tyler, The Creator


[Chorus: 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 gotta 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: The Game]
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 Bird Gang
I Soo Woo with my crew, from under Young Wayne
A walkin' motherf*ckin' flame
Livin' up to my brother's name
Rockin' that red sh*t, wasn't f*ckin' with them other gangs
Amongst other things, 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'll 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*ckin' day off…
[Chorus: 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 gotta 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 2: The Game]
Cincinnati C hat, Boston B hat
Them is me hats to the 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 Alicia, where the keys at?
Freeze that, like a f*ckin' picture
If you ain't a Blood, I ain't f*ckin' with ya
Nah I'm just f*ckin' with ya
Stay on my hood sh*t, hop in the bucket with ya
Throw the ski masks on and get to straight buckin' with ya
Ain't that some sh*t, that bast*rd's sick
You wanna know how I'm livin' n*gga, ask your b*tch
Told you precisely how the Aston sit, and she a nasty b*tch
I came in her mouth ask her lips, you know why?
'Cause I had to go past them lips, Trick
You probably paid for those ass and tits for…
[Chorus: 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 gotta 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 3: The Game]
f*ck with the Blood clot, smile for my mug shot
Can't go out like 'em but I love Big, I love Pac
Love Fab, love Kiss, that's where the love stops
'Cause I sleep with the enemy and I hug blocks
Birthed me in the drug spot, n*gga with a attitude
Searchin' me and it's
f*ck cops, n*gga pay your gratitude
Before you say I'm actin' rude
Understand I'm tryna feed my people
Hati just like Compton the way I'm packin' 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 return, when will you f*ckin' learn
Now take your ass back to school
Wait 'til 3-o-clock click clack at you
And f*ck with your conscience like back packers do
And I ain't Talib, Black Thought or Mos Def
But I've seen the most deaths
And n*gga I'm just tellin' you
[Outro: Luu Breeze]
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