Why lyrics

Artist  : Juelz Santana 
Song : Why



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[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]