Why

[Verse 1]<br>My name mean a lot to me, pain mean a lot to me<br>Fame means nothing, but the game means a lot to me<br>I slang caine on these blocks for weeks<br>Ever since Rocky III, and the death of Apollo Creed<br>I was a tiny little poppy seed<br>As grimey as I could be, as sheiesty as I could be<br>Niggaz who live nicely, who don`t understand the life of me<br>Other niggaz don`t like me, and wanna take my life from me<br>They don`t understand that I love it, and I like the beef<br>The raw, the guns, the violence, it`s all right with me<br>I be laying in the cut where the sniper be<br>Righteously, waiting for you to get out the driver`s seat<br>I don`t think like usual people<br>Who think like usual people, who don`t think right<br>I think like Muslims, in movements of people, who move they people<br>And move on your people, power is stronger than voo doo and evil<br>I`m immune, I drunk the juice, took a root from the needle<br>Still trying to figure out, why I do, the crimes I do<br>With the minds IQ, of an Einstein too<br>Tell `em, Cha-cha, and bon, bon goo, they think I`m crazy, well I do too<br>Leave me alone please, I`m in my two-three zone please<br>Nothing can stop me, you fuckers can`t stop me<br><br>("Why" continues to play)<br><br>[Verse 2]<br>It`s like my life keeps turning around<br>Every second I need a lighter, I keep burning it down<br>I smoke so much, I could nurture a pound<br>My thoughts are always foggy, they blurring right now listen<br>I see the game for what it`s worth, pain, fame and work<br>Girls walk with they brain in their skirt<br>So while you`re fucker, they thinking<br>Of ways to get even, or a way out the hood, they make up a reason<br>For the judge, for you take him and see him<br>Until you face a subpena, that`ll change your demeanor<br>So be careful, where you skating through this game<br>Remember it`s other niggaz playing, skating in your lane<br>Don`t get clipped, or stripped skating in the rain<br>Cause niggaz will keep rolling, and skating on your brain<br>That`s just the rules and regulations of the game<br>When you playing you, you playing, and you paying like you weigh in, so..<br>If not, those wolves aiming where you layin`<br>And waiting on you patient with that thing up in the basement<br>That`s why I walk with that thing out, when I`m pasting<br>Cause I know these niggaz hate it, that their little sisters love it<br>And their girls really want it, plus I`m frontin<br>Twenty three big truckin, new Z, new bucket<br>Fuck it<br><br>("Why" continues until fade out)