(Why me)   Why my life had to be so rough   (Why me)   Why the f**k i had such bad luck   (Why me)   Why the judge wanna lock me up   Throw away the key and watch me rust      [Cuban Link]   Yo crack lets get a nine   My mind's trapped behind enemy lines    The scent of weed got me thinkin I remember the time   1979 they planned a biological test   The doctor said I'll be fine and planted a mic in my chest   It's Highteck, I got the f**ken feds tracing my steps   So what's next? a bomb gold at the back of my neck   I'm in the U.S. and Fidel still got shit in check    Elly Yel crying freedom while he's facin the teck   I'm probably waistin my breath   Ain't no changin what's left   Start placin your best cause we all race against death   Shit be makin me vex   Cause I know the true fiends    In this game you never win and always loose   Even when you show and prove   F**k the boys in blue for tryin to set me up   And I ain't sent you pigs you gon have to plant me up   I'm from the streets where we handle beef with lead slugs   So take caution, cause our protection sucks      [Chorus]      (Why me)   Why my life had to be so rough   (Why me)   Why the f**k I had such bad luck   (Why me)   Why the judge wanna lock me up   Throw away the key and watch me rust   Still in God I trust   (Why me)   Why these motherf**kers watchin me   (Why me)   Why they actin like we got the keys      (Why me)   Why these homies and clowns going around    Cloning the town down tryin to throw me with Gotti   under the ground      [Fat Joe]   Yo niggas call me Joe the Don   Been in this rap game for nine years and going strong   Still holdin on    Still rollin on bitch made niggas   We sick of crazed niggas   That's quick to lay niggas   If Pac was here would these niggas be shinin   Would half these rappers be rappin' so violent   Cold figure, bow down to no nigga   Yeah them cats got rhymes but I flow sicker   For the Po niggas that drink more liquor   Shoot up clubs and love to clip the chrome triggers   Don't get your dough split up man   You f**kin with the wrong guys   You won't like it when you call Lah   And that's six feet hit you with twin piece    Double desert man it's pleasant when the grim reaps    Shit's deep but you gotta love it   I put the shot into your stomach catch your body if you feel for   nothin      [Chorus 2X]   (Why me)   Why these motherf**kers watchin me   (Why me)   Why they actin like we got the keys   (Why me)   Why these homies and clowns going around    Cloning the town down tryin to throw me with Gotti   under the ground   (Why me)   Why my life had to be so rough   (Why me)   Why the f**k I had such bad luck   (Why me)   Why the judge wanna lock me up   Throw away the key and watch me rust   Still in God I trust