Lord Tell Me Why

(Chorus - 2x)

Lord tell me why

Ooh child, things are gonna get easier

Ooh boy things will get brighter

(Z-Ro)

After living through drive-by's got a nigga ready for war

500 push-ups everyday to keep my knock out punches up to par

Cause everybody want to test me, knocking them down punching

But they want to bust will I fight to jump so would the lord bless me

To keep on breathing leaving niggas unconscience

When I'm punching I'm going hard in the paint, so pack a lunch

To the niggas that we killing don't feel like you the only motherfucker

That really don't think we even love eachother

Gorilla till I die for real murdered by my right hand man

Or prosecuted by the white man's hand

I don't think I'm living to die, but I'm dying to live up under the stress

Fin to lose my cool so come out even to have you rest

All my sins are forgiven for living violently

With a gun in my hand, I'm creeping up on them moving silently

They left my peope alone when my cutlass exploded on the side of the road

The motherfuckers thought I died in the load

(Chorus - 2x)

(Z-Ro)

Am I the hunter or the most hunted

telling my people they don't need a high to get by

But I'm telling a lie cause I'm the most blunted

Hard to practice my preaching when I'm under the stress

And I'm walking around with a 12-gauge sawed off

and a suicide note up under my vest

I want to live in peace but drama won't allow me

That's why my mind is gone, I'm seeing x's and tylenol three

But do you really want to see a nigga with the vendetta

Make everybody kill somebody I'm a trend setter

First I was spending my time with family mobbing showing my brother's love

Never thought it would it happen to shoot first releasing my brother's blood, uh

Why do these rookies want to rumble, got to do him in

Even if he's my kin that's the only way the cookies crumble

Calling up on your name in vain, this time I took a bow

But if there was ever a time I needed you god I need you now, lord oh mercy

Cause I don't wanto to die by the hands of my own kind

Really to get true to the overdose and free my own mind, hell yeah

(Chorus - 2x)

(Z-Ro)

I no longer need the weed to reach another level, I'm on a natural high

But I looked the devil in his eye, thinking the song I'm a survivor

Things ain't what they seem my yellows are green

People are demons, demons are people in my dreams, what does it mean

I'm trying come out of this motherfucking nightmare

Going against all odds but mama said they never fight fair

Somebody put a price on my head for living dead

Hoes was capping but now they in my bed, but they choosing to giving me head

Rags to riches, sagging the creases in my breaches

66 Impala candy dancing playing witht he switches

Finding away from righteousness and learning to sin

You'd be the same nigga that's kicking the door with me that's turning me in

Uh, why do the fiends buy dope from me they know they don't get high from me

Why do the fiends buy dope from me knowing that they gone die from me

A nigga was plexing with my partner why did he pull his gun

Now everybody related or cool with you can die that's on my son

(Chorus - 4x)