Why Lyrics - From Me To U - Juelz Santana

(Verse 1) 

My name mean a lot to me, pain mean a lot to me 

Fame means nothing, but the game means a lot to me 

I slang caine on these blocks for weeks 

Ever since Rocky III, and the death of Apollo Creed 

I was a tiny little poppy seed 

As grimey as I could be, as sheiesty as I could be 

Niggaz who live nicely, who don't understand the life of me 

Other niggaz don't like me, and wanna take my life from me 

They don't understand that I love it, and I like the beef 

The raw, the guns, the violence, it's all right with me 

I be laying in the cut where the sniper be 

Righteously, waiting for you to get out the driver's seat 

I don't think like usual people 

Who think like usual people, who don't think right 

I think like Muslims, in movements of people, who move they people 

And move on your people, power is stronger than voo doo and evil 

I'm immune, I drunk the juice, took a root from the needle 

Still trying to figure out, why I do, the crimes I do 

With the minds IQ, of an Einstein too 

Tell 'em, Cha-cha, and bon, bon goo, they think I'm crazy, well I do too 

Leave me alone please, I'm in my two-three zone please 

Nothing can stop me, you fuckers can't stop me 

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(Verse 2) 

It's like my life keeps turning around 

Every second I need a lighter, I keep burning it down 

I smoke so much, I could nurture a pound 

My thoughts are always foggy, they blurring right now listen 

I see the game for what it's worth, pain, fame and work 

Girls walk with they brain in their skirt 

So while you're fucker, they thinking 

Of ways to get even, or a way out the hood, they make up a reason 

For the judge, for you take him and see him 

Until you face a subpena, that'll change your demeanor 

So be careful, where you skating through this game 

Remember it's other niggaz playing, skating in your lane 

Don't get clipped, or stripped skating in the rain 

Cause niggaz will keep rolling, and skating on your brain 

That's just the rules and regulations of the game 

When you playing you, you playing, and you paying like you weigh in, so. 

If not, those wolves aiming where you layin' 

And waiting on you patient with that thing up in the basement 

That's why I walk with that thing out, when I'm pasting 

Cause I know these niggaz hate it, that their little sisters love it 

And their girls really want it, plus I'm frontin 

Twenty three big truckin, new Z, new bucket 

Fuck it 

("Why" continues until fade out)