Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Kiss of Death (Ruff Ryders, 2004) by Jadakiss

"Uh, yea, yo/Why Halle have to let a white man pop her to get a Oscar/Why Denzel have to be crooked before he took it/Why they didn't make the CL6 wit a clutch/And if you don't smoke why the hell you reachin' for my dutch/Why rap, cause I need air time/Why be on the curb wit a “Why lie, I need a beer” sign/Why all the young niggaz is dyin'/Cause they moms at work, they pops is gone, they livin' wit iron/Why they ain't give us a cure for aids/Why my diesel have fiends in the spot on the floor for days/Why you screamin' like it's slug, it's only the hawk/Why my buzz in L.A. ain't like it is in New York/Why you forcin' you to be hard/Why ain't you a thug by choice/Why the whole world love my voice/Why try to tell 'em that it's the flow son/And you know why they made the new twenties/Cause I got all my old ones/That's why"
                                                                                      -Jadakiss, "Why"

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