Текст песни Juelz Santana - Why
Juelz Santana - Why слова песни
[Verse 1]My name mean a lot to me, pain mean a lot to meFame means nothing, but the game means a lot to meI slang caine on these blocks for weeksEver since Rocky III, and the death of Apollo CreedI was a tiny little poppy seedAs grimey as I could be, as sheiesty as I could beNiggaz who live nicely, who don`t understand the life of meOther niggaz don`t like me, and wanna take my life from meThey don`t understand that I love it, and I like the beefThe raw, the guns, the violence, it`s all right with meI be laying in the cut where the sniper beRighteously, waiting for you to get out the driver`s seatI don`t think like usual peopleWho think like usual people, who don`t think rightI think like Muslims, in movements of people, who move they peopleAnd move on your people, power is stronger than voo doo and evilI`m immune, I drunk the juice, took a root from the needleStill trying to figure out, why I do, the crimes I doWith the minds IQ, of an Einstein tooTell `em, Cha-cha, and bon, bon goo, they think I`m crazy, well I do tooLeave me alone please, I`m in my two-three zone pleaseNothing can stop me, you fuckers can`t stop me("Why" continues to play)[Verse 2]It`s like my life keeps turning aroundEvery second I need a lighter, I keep burning it downI smoke so much, I could nurture a poundMy thoughts are always foggy, they blurring right now listenI see the game for what it`s worth, pain, fame and workGirls walk with they brain in their skirtSo while you`re fucker, they thinkingOf ways to get even, or a way out the hood, they make up a reasonFor the judge, for you take him and see himUntil you face a subpena, that`ll change your demeanorSo be careful, where you skating through this gameRemember it`s other niggaz playing, skating in your laneDon`t get clipped, or stripped skating in the rainCause niggaz will keep rolling, and skating on your brainThat`s just the rules and regulations of the gameWhen 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 basementThat`s why I walk with that thing out, when I`m pastingCause I know these niggaz hate it, that their little sisters love itAnd their girls really want it, plus I`m frontinTwenty three big truckin, new Z, new bucketFuck it("Why" continues until fade out)