Текст песни Swollen Members f Abstract Rude - Don`t Know Why
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[Chorus]I don`t know when the time will beWhich side of me whom you might seeBe careful what you ask forThat`s no lie, sometimes we just don`t know why [Abstract Rude]Yo, why do I do it like I do?How come I don`t get into trouble like I used to?Why am I the last thing a girl understands?I`m just like the rest trying to get inside the pantsWhy don`t I go and blow half the advance?Buy a couple cars and my moms a mini-vanHow come all I want to do is make beats?And eat like a pig, eating anything with cheeseHow come I don`t talk about emcees?I don`t talk about much anyway, see?Ain`t a lot to say when you said it all beforeSo I`mma let the homies come and tell you `bout some more Chorus 2X [Prevail]No need for introductionsMention the relentlessWhy does my flow compare to those swinging wrenches?Why do I believe that you control your own destiny?Why wreck like cyclone, my voice tone a symphony?Grind down the bones and separate the ligamentsWhy do I demonstrate how you can die from ignorance?It`s like drifting through the Twilight ZoneI`mma highlight the parts I think you should be shownWhy you want to know how darkness feels?I`ll split your carcass in two parts like you ain`t realI`m beyond this--the largest, and grandest scaleYo, my target, my hand though, is steady as hellI _prevail_ on scales like BeethovenThe mic in my hand conducts the same motionWhy do I slice precise like Jack the RipperTriple round, dressed in black and slash you quicker Chorus 2X [Mad Child]How come I don`t use soap?Sit in the bath with a cup of coffee, have a couple of smokesI don`t know any jokesAlthough I heard a ton of em, I can`t remember none of themHow come every time I hang out with my friends I make fun of them?Hate the way I act when I`m drunk but I drink??And sense of the invention?? tension, I don`t thinkYou couldn`t benchpress my stress: shit weighs a tonYou couldn`t shock me with a taser gunNothing surprise me; my whole tribe`s livelyGot anger and confusion standing right beside meIt`s why when I`m alone at home I`m not lonelyPlease do not drop by, do not phone meMight be crazy, but at least I`m not phonyHow come I don`t follow trends? Got my own visionHow come I don`t try to talk to myself? I won`t listenWhy have I absorbed this morbid war torpid?I can`t let go of the pain, torture, tormentAs sure as I`m a muralist and nonconformistLove God but raise hell with the hot performance Chorus 2X