Why Oh Why Lyrics - Spearhead

I say my prayers every mornin' just like orange juice 

I crack the crinkles out my body till I'm feelin' loose 

I strap my sneakers on my feet like they was combat boots 

They fit my feet like Cinderella when I'm shootin' hoops 

Why oh why do memories keep chasin' me? 

Sometimes it makes me wanna grab my shit and flee 

Sometimes I wanna blow my brains to put my life at ease 

But I ain't clockin' out I gotta see the seven seas 

Please, seven's a very lucky number for me 

That was the age when I discovered how good ballin' could be 

Up every mornin' with the birdies doin' little drills 

Go to my left go to my right developin' mad skills 

How could a love for this game bring so much sadness 

I played with brothas with so much badness 

But now they gone I sing a song pop a three 

From the top of the key in they memory 

Why, oh, why do memories be chasin' me? 

Sometimes it makes me wanna grab my shit and flee 

Even in seasons when it's another color sport 

I still be memorizin' lines out on the basketball court singin' 

Why, oh why do memories be chasin' me? 

Sometimes it makes me wanna grab my shit and flee 

Even in seasons when it's another color sport 

I be rememberin' my partners on the basketball court 

Do you remember runnin' the court in September? 

Me and my homies be down for whoever 

Would come along and try to send us to the showers 

From the game that we'd been dominatin' there for hours 

All day to be more specific east to west 

From Atlantic to Pacific fools would come round 

To get down and try to take our crown 

But we would hold our ground and we would never back down 

Old timers, new timers would get in line there 

And take a seat there and try to prepare 

But oh, no, there was no chance when we was in the zone 

We was alone at the top, we had hops, we got props 

And when we needed to we busted chops 

Wipe the court with your game like we was usin' mops 

What ever happened to the Super Hoopers in the park 

I reminisce while shootin' solitary after dark 

Why, oh, why do memories be chasin' me? 

Sometimes it makes me wanna grab my shit and flee 

Even in seasons when it's another color sport 

I still be memorizin' lines out on the basketball court singin' 

Why, oh why do memories be chasin' me? 

Sometimes it makes me wanna grab my shit and flee 

Even in seasons when it's another color sport 

I be rememberin' my partners on the basketball court 

Why, oh, why? 

Why, oh, why? 

Brother C came fresh from out of town 

And he had handles and like McDonald's he could clown ya 

Dribblin' baby bounces between drinkin' forty ounces 

Knock ya on your heels and do circles like he was Curly Neal 

But oh no, the liquor got quicker to his head and he said 

"I think I musta placed some stupid bets" 

He hit me up for some cash, there was a car crash 

A splash and then the brother made a mad dash 

Rob, oh, Rob his whole life was like a roller coaster 

But on the court he looked like a Dr. J. Poster 

Flyin' high with an Afro blowin' in the wind 

Wipin' Windex, index finger rolls off the glass 

Then swish through the net jump a Corvette with a triple pirouette 

But off the court he had a few temptations copulations 

No moderations by 24 he had 3 pregnations 

Last check crack intoxications 

So many other brothers gone from this dimension 

And none of those who got hurt receive a pension 

Give a bup, bup, to those locked up in detention 

Memories too many dimension 

And we say, "One more time, one more time" 

Why, oh, why do memories be chasin' me? 

Sometimes it makes me wanna grab my shit and flee 

Even in seasons when it's another color sport 

I still be memorizin' lines out on the basketball court singin' 

Why, oh why do memories be chasin' me? 

Sometimes it makes me wanna grab my shit and flee 

Even in seasons when it's another color sport 

I be rememberin' my partners on the basketball court