WHY? Lyrics

Verse 1:

Why do everybody think they can spit,
when its the same o things coming out of they lips
why is the industry corrupting this generation,
and why they say they freestyling when they using a pen,
and why they all talking like they bout murder,
turn around put the gun to them oh now they nervous
its going down
look y’all need to start puttin a purpose up in yo rhymes
and if it’s all love then why you aint acknowledging mines
cuz my lines and my lyrics touch deep on life?
I bet deep down inside you prolly hate your own life
that’s why you trynna be somebody you not
why my cousins really out here worried bout gettin shot
fake niggas trynna get in it real trynna wanna get out
this is the reality that I learn as a child
why they kill 2pac and get away with a smile
why did Suge just get off trial
why the streets so wild, why?

Verse 2:

Why do everybody think they a rapper
why believe in the TV it’s just puppets and actors
why do whites say nigga, niggas don’t say yes master
and why you think you in front of me when Im walking backwards
why they carer about what I wear more than they care if I fail
why the drugs in the streets when the supplier’s in jail
why you real just 65% of the time
and why do rappers lie in 85% of they rhymes
why you buy what you want instead of buy what you need
why you trynna write raps the you don’t know how to read
why did crack have to hit so hard
why is there billionaires while kids with no silverware out here being starved
why my mom gotta work two jobs
why I gotta pay a fee to be protected from fraud
why I gotta go to church to be connected with GOD
and why I say the realest shit but y’all just blowing it off?
tell me why?

Verse 3:

Why they sell their soul for paper that says in god we trust
why I love America but she tells me its just lust
why you claiming you a star when you more stardust
and in the hood why the liquor store southing like Starbucks
why rap when all you doin is lying
why you in the trap cooking crack but you still failing science brotha
why all these young niggas is dying
flatline when that heat hit the shirt like a wrinkle to an iron
why they say there’s no cure for aids
Magic Johnson got saved but not the sista making minimum wage
why can’t I run my own country why cant I have it made
why don’t employees realize that they’re modern day slaves
now I’m forcing you take charge, heaven or hell is yo choice
I want the whole world to hear my voice
I keep it real I’m as real as its gone be
and I know why you don’t feel your the one because they already chose me
Thats why!