Any Given Sunday Soundtrack Any Given Sunday Lyrics

Any Given Sunday Lyrics

Song: Common & Jamie Foxx & Guru

 

 Guru: 

 Though the times are getting wicked I'm older 

 I got a chip on my shoulder 

 True players always maintaing, I'm different I told ya 

 Don't want to be just a commodity 

 I'm smarter G 

 This is my life, and my soul not just a chart to me 

 It's the truest part of me 

 Fans now mobbing me 

 Fake friends acting like I just won the lottery 

 Back then I guess it was hard to see 

 The real paradox 

 What an artist see 

 It's like that saying 

 Be careful what you pray for you might get it 

 Of course it's all about winning and money but how far will we let it 

 Taken 'em, the holy game can make 'em, then instantaneously break 'em 

 Rain one day sunshine the next 

 Haters try and stop my flow sometimes I'm vexed 

 What's next accounted by the press 

 Mad stress on my chest 

 Of course I know that I'm blessed but here's the test 

 On "Any Given Sunday" I got to play my best 

 

 Chorus: 

 Sacrifice don't give up the fight, 

 everything will be all right on any given Sunday 

 Guru: The harder they come the hard, yeah the harder they must fall 

 Depends on you if you win or lose, 

 you know you got to pay some dues so that you can live on Monday 

 Guru: Strive to achieve and die for what you believe 

 

 Jamie Foxx: 

 On the battlefields left abandoned 

 One man standing 

 To me the ball was handed 

 Taken shots and left stranded, 

 No defensive they tackle me 

 Every blow brings back a memory 

 Learning lessons from my injury 

 It's killing me 

 Cause at first they wasn't feeling me 

 Never given a chance to show my true ability 

 Too many pressures trying to play me out 

 Put me positions that's sure to lay me out 

 No doubt 

 

 Chorus: 

 Sacrifice don't give up the fight, 

 everything will be all right on any given Sunday 

 Guru: The harder they come the hard, yeah the harder they must fall 

 Depends on you if you win or lose, 

 you know you got to pay some dues so that you can live on Monday 

 Guru: Strive to achieve and die in for what you believe 

 

 Common: 

 Playing on a field of hard times 

 These struggles are like the yardlines that I gain from 

 Nowhere is where I came from >

 From day one 

 I knew the game and how to play run 

 But never knew the price of fame would weigh tons 

 Now I learn from self when pain comes 

 And walk when they say run 

 Fame can be as painful as 

 Death of patron 

 Young black, gifted 

 But I'm rapped in myself 

 Broke many tackles but I'm trapped in myself 

 See what happens with wealth 

 At times you can lose yourself 

 During the sunniest of days many superstars fell >

 From Cotton to football fields 

 You know how they play brothers 

 As long as we play well they love us 

 I know that on Any Given Sunday 

 This can be taken from me 

 But it all comes down to is money 

 I know that on Any Given Sunday 

 This can be taken from me 

 But it all comes down to is money y'all 

 

 Chorus: (2x) 

 Sacrifice don't give up the fight, 

 everything will be all right on Any Given Sunday 

 Guru: The harder they come the hard, yeah the harder they must fall 

 Depends on you if you win or lose, 

 you got to pay some dues so that you can live on Monday 

 Guru: Strive to achieve and die for what you believe