Why Lyrics

Why lyrics

[Verse 1]
My name mean a lot to me, pain mean a lot to me
Fame means
nothing, but the game means a lot to me
I slang caine on these blocks for
weeks
Ever since Rocky III, and the death of Apollo Creed
I was a tiny
little poppy seed
As grimey as I could be, as sheiesty as I could
be
Niggaz who live nicely, who don't understand the life of me
Other
niggaz don't like me, and wanna take my life from me
They don't understand
that I love it, and I like the beef
The raw, the guns, the violence, it's
all right with me
I be laying in the cut where the sniper be
Righteously,
waiting for you to get out the driver's seat
I don't think like usual
people
Who think like usual people, who don't think right
I think like
Muslims, in movements of people, who move they people
And move on your
people, power is stronger than voo doo and evil
I'm immune, I drunk the
juice, took a root from the needle
Still trying to figure out, why I do, the
crimes I do
With the minds IQ, of an Einstein too
Tell 'em, Cha-cha, and
bon, bon goo, they think I'm crazy, well I do too
Leave me alone please, I'm
in my two-three zone please
Nothing can stop me, you fuckers can't stop
me

["Why" continues to play]

[Verse 2]
It's like my life keeps
turning around
Every second I need a lighter, I keep burning it down
I
smoke so much, I could nurture a pound
My thoughts are always foggy, they
blurring right now listen
I see the game for what it's worth, pain, fame and
work
Girls walk with they brain in their skirt
So while you're fucker,
they thinking
Of ways to get even, or a way out the hood, they make up a
reason
For the judge, for you take him and see him
Until you face a
subpena, that'll change your demeanor
So be careful, where you skating
through this game
Remember it's other niggaz playing, skating in your
lane
Don't get clipped, or stripped skating in the rain
Cause niggaz will
keep rolling, and skating on your brain
That's just the rules and regulations
of the game
When you playing you, you playing, and you paying like you weigh
in, so..
If not, those wolves aiming where you layin'
And waiting on you
patient with that thing up in the basement
That's why I walk with that thing
out, when I'm pasting
Cause I know these niggaz hate it, that their little
sisters love it
And their girls really want it, plus I'm frontin
Twenty
three big truckin, new Z, new bucket
Fuck it

["Why" continues until
fade out]