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verse 1 |
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Early Sunday morning in the spring of 96 |
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Chilling on the couch watching the bulls against the knicks |
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My honey marches in and ask if I think I'm slick |
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It seem she found my shirt with lipstick |
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I thought I could explain but then my story wouldn't stick |
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Incriminating pictures show me some other chicks |
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It happened once before and she was tired of the tricks |
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She ask me if I can spell the word evict |
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chorus |
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Why me lord situation looking kinda bad |
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Why me lord I lost the best girl I ever had |
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Why me lord I'm homeless and I'm feeling kinda sad |
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Why me why me why me why me |
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Why me lord how you member massa god so quick |
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Why me lord when trouble tek you pickney shirt a fit |
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Why me lord is just because you don't know when to quit |
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Why me why me why me why me |
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verse 2 |
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Just the other day when I was rolling with my crew |
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Made a little flex around by flatbush avenue |
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Calling to some honeys and sipping on my brew |
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That's when I saw the boys in blue |
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Pulled us to the side why I don't even have a clue |
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Looking for a reason and they finally found a few |
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A case of ammunition and a loaded thirty two |
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I can't believe what I'm going through |
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chorus |
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Why me lord here I am I gotta face the time |
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Why me lord though the evidence ain't even mine |
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Why me lord I swear I ain't guilty of the crime |
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Why me why me why me why me |
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Why me lord how you member massa god so quick |
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Why me lord when trouble tek you pickney shirt a fit |
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Why me lord is just because you don't know when to quit |
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Why me why me why me why me |
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bridge |
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Take heed never take advantage of the thing you need |
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Never let yourself be over come by greed |
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Walk the straight and narrow and you shall succeed |
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Get you act up to speed |
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And try no matter what it takes to give a next man a blye |
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Everybody else deserve a piece a the pie |
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Honesty the best policy no sell no samfie |
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You no need fi wonder why |
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chorus |
