Cuban Link - Why Me? lyrics
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(feat. Fat Joe) Liberta, liberta (*repeats into chorus*) (Why me?) Why my life had to be so rough (Why me?) Why the fuck I had such bad luck (Why me?) Why the judge wanna lock me up Throw away the key and watch me rust [Cuban Link] Yo crack lets get a nine My mind's trapped behind enemy lines The scent of weed got me thinkin I remember the time 1979 they planned a biological test The doctor said I'll be fine and planted a mic in my chest It's high tech, I got the fuckin feds tracing my steps So what's next? A bar code on the back of my neck I'm in the U.S. and Fidel still got shit in check Elian cryin freedom while he's facin the tec I'm probably waistin my breath Ain't no changin what's left Start placin your bets cause we all race against death Shit be makin me vexed, cause I know the truth In this game you never win and always loose Even when you show and prove Fuck the boys in blue for tryin to set me up And I ain't snitchin pigs, you gon hafta wet me up I'm from the streets where we handle beef with lead slugs So take caution, cause our protection sucks [Chorus] (Why me?) Why my life had to be so rough (Why me?) Why the fuck I had such bad luck (Why me?) Why the judge wanna lock me up Throw away the key and watch me rust, still in God I trust (Why me?) Why these motherfuckers watchin me (Why me?) Why they actin like we coppin ki's (Why me?) Why these homies and clowns goin around clonin the town down Tryin to throw me with Gotti under the ground [Fat Joe] Yo niggaz call me Joe the Don Been in this rap game for nine years and going strong Still holdin on, still rollin on bitch made figgas We sick of crazed niggaz that's quick to lay niggaz If Pac was here would these niggaz be shinin Would half these rappers be rappin' so violent Cold figure, bow down to no nigga Yeah them cats got rhymes but I flow sicker For the po' niggaz that drink more liquor Shoot up clubs and love to clip the chrome triggers Don't get your dough split up man You fuckin with the wrong guys You won't like it where you gon' lie And that's six feet hit you with twin piece Double desert man it's pleasant when the grim reaps Shit's deep but you gotta love it I put the shotti to ya stomach catch your body if you feel for nothin [Chorus 2X] (Why me?) Why these motherfuckers watchin me (Why me?) Why they actin like we got the keys (Why me?) Why these homies and clowns goin around clonin the town down Tryin to throw me with Gotti under the ground (Why me?) Why my life had to be so rough (Why me?) Why the fuck I had such bad luck (Why me?) Why the judge wanna lock me up Throw away the key and watch me rust, still in God I trust
