Fat Joe - Why Me (feat. Cuban Link) | Текст песни

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• Fat Joe
• Why Me (feat. Cuban Link)

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