Z-Ro - Lord Tell Me Why Lyrics
[Chorus:] [x2]Lord Tell Me Why!Oh child, things are gonna get easier.Oh boy, things will get brighter.[Z-Ro:]After livin' through a 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, knockin' them down punchin'!But they want to bust will I fight to jump so would the lord bless me!To keep on breathin' leavin' niggas unconscience!When I'm punchin' I'm goin' hard in the paint, so pack a lunch!To the niggas that we killin' don't feel like you the only mutha*****erThat really don't think we even love each other!Gorilla 'Til I Die for real murdered by my right hand man!Or prosecuted by the white man's hand!I don't think I'm livin' to die, but I'm dyin' 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 livin' violently!With a gun in my hand, I'm creepin' up on them movin' silently!They left my people alone when my cutlass exploded on the side of the road!The mutha*****ers thought I died in the load![Chorus:] [x2]Lord Tell Me Why!Oh child, things are gonna get easier.Oh boy, things will get brighter.[Z-Ro:]Am I the hunter or the most hunted?Tellin' my people they don't need a high to get by!But I'm tellin' a lie 'cause I'm the most blunted!Hard to practice my preachin' when I'm under the stress!And I'm walkin' around with a 12-gauge sawed off & 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 seein' X's & Tylenol 3!But do you really want to see a nigga with the vendetta?Make everybody kill somebody I'm a trend setter!First I was spendin' my time with family mobbin' showin' my brother's love!Never thought it would it happen to shoot first releasin' 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!Callin' 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 want to to die by the hands of my own kind!Really to get true to the overdose & free my own mind, hell yeah![Chorus:] [x2]Lord Tell Me Why!Oh child, things are gonna get easier.Oh boy, things will get brighter.[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, thinkin' the song I'm a survivor!Things ain't what they seem my yellows are greens!People are demons, demons are people in my dreams! What does it mean?I'm tryin' come out of this mutha*****in' nightmare!Goin' against all odds but mama said they never fight fair!Somebody put a price on my head for livin' dead!Hoes was cappin' but now they in my bed, but they choosin' to givin' me head!Rags to riches, saggin' the creases in my breaches!66 Impala candy dancin' playin' with the switches!Findin' away from righteousness & learnin' to sin!You'd be the same nigga that's kickin' the door with me that's turnin' 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 knowin' that they gon' die from me?A nigga was plexin' with my partner why did he pull his gun!Now everybody related or cool with you can die that's on my son![Chorus:] [x4]Lord Tell Me Why!Oh child, things are gonna get easier.Oh boy, things will get brighter.Lord Tell Me Why!Oh child, things are gonna get easier.Oh boy, things will get brighter.Lord Tell Me Why!Oh child, things are gonna get easier.Oh boy, things will get brighter.Lord Tell Me Why!Oh child, things are gonna get easier.Oh boy, things will get brighter.
