Z-Ro - Why lyrics
rate me
[Hook] Why, do they worry me Because the game, ain't what it use to be Where did all the G's go, uh-huh [Z-Ro] I be beeping niggaz with cell phones So why the fuck, the call back take so long If I depended on my niggaz, I'd stay stranded at home But everytime I got a show, my telephone ring They wanna fuck with me when, I'm in the spotlight Trying to get in friends, smoke and lean Feel me when a nigga say that, I don't love nobody The same person you call a partna, might try to slug your body Never ever underestimate, the next man's greed And it ain't no love if it come down to it, second and first cousins even bleed Losing love for my partnas, because they treat me like a stranger Plus my nigga for life, is headed straight for the gas chamber I took an oath, and said you didn't do it But when the judge winked at the prosecutor, we knew we blew it [Hook] [Z-Ro] And it ain't no such thang, as a faithful broad But I've been blessed to peep the game, that's why I'm thankful Lord So all the love letters and roses that you send her, she won't even much feel Cause all the while, the bitch be phonier than a fo' dolla bill Some niggaz got mo' bitch in em than bitches, always pulling a strap Sending mo' chicks up out they boxing game, but hiding behind a gat If you pull the thang on me, I might provoke you to use it Cause my life-my life is painful, and I ain't scared to lose it Even though it's brightly lit I live in darkness, keep a pistol With an extra cartridge, they mistake my paranoia for being heartless I wanna live in peace, but drama won't allow me That's why my mind is gone, I'm seeing X's and ounces to tree I know I've called up on your name in vein, but I'm humble when I bow If there was ever a time I needed you God, I need you now Lord have mercy too many suicidal thoughts, so I sold my piece But what's worse, knowing you live in hell or being a lost soul in the streets [Hook] [Z-Ro] And I will never understand why, the Governor Know innocent people living on death row and all he do is stand by No evidence on Dinkie, so we feeling the stress But you gotta satisfy public, when in arrest Whatever happened, to innocent until proven otherwise I promised I been dramatized, ever since the day that my mama died I'm running away from righteousness, and learning to sin But the same niggaz I kicked the do' with, facing five to ten So I've been blessed to a certain extent, and given a privilage Where if a sentenced committed, I'm forgiven when I repent When the police pull us over, they wonder why we're nervous Too many jobs defy with homicides, and funeral services And if I die please make it quick, no pain At least I know, I left a stain in they brain If it's time to die I won't cry, just make it quick with no pain At least I know, I left a motherfucking stain [Hook] (*singing*)
