Why Me? Lyrics - Singles - Cuban Link

*Chant* 

(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 Highteck, I got the fucken feds tracing my steps 

So what's next? a bomb gold at the back of my neck 

I'm in the U.S. everyday still got shit in check 

Elly Yel crying freedom while he's facin the teck 

I'm probably waistin my breath 

Ain't no changin what's left 

Start placin your best cause we all race against death 

Shit be makin me vex 

Cause I know the true fiends 

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 sent you pigs you gon have to plant 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 got the keys 

(Why me) 

Why these homies and clowns going around 

Cloning the town down tryin to throw me with Gotti 

under the ground 

[Fat Joe] 

Yo niggas call me Joe the Don 

Been in this rap game for nine years and going strong 

Still holdin on 

Still rollin on bitch made niggas 

We sick of crazed niggas 

That's quick to lay niggas 

If Pac was here would these niggas 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 niggas 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 when you call Lah 

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 shot into your 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 going around 

Cloning 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