Tell Me Why - Stomper

I’m Staying High

Cause All The Stress

Keep Fucking With My Mind

Fake Homies Turn To Phonies

Turn Around & Drop Dimes

Thinking About The Days

I Was Born & Raised

I Was Trapped In A Maze

Walking Around In A Daze

Watching Homies Get Buried

Walking Through The Cemetery

Stood Tall I Couldn’t Fall

I Wouldn’t Let Death Scare Me

Life As A Youngster

I Had To Stay High

I Didn’t Wanna Die

I Just Couldn’t Say Goodbye

I Really Can’t Lie

So Let Me Tell You Why

When Enemies Rolled By

I Had To Let The Balas Fly

Cause Death Is Eternal

There Ain’t No Coming Back

I Had To Stay Strapped

So To The Game I Adapt

The Streets Were So Insane

I Got Jump Into A Gang

Older Homies Trying To Test My Nuts

To See If I Can Hang

I Earn My Stripes

Man I Ain’t The One To Test

Soldier Ink In My Flesh

Cause I Put His Ass To Rest

Tell Me Why

Somebody Tell Me Why

All My Homies Keep Dying

And As The Years Keep Flying By

The Pressure’s Building Up Inside

And As The Tears That I’m Crying

Feels Like My Eyes Are Going Blind

Feels Like I’m Running Out Of Time

And I Don’t Wanna Say Goodbye

As I Got A Little Older

The Whole World Got Colder

I Had To Pack A Strap

Always Look Over My Shoulder

My Mind Got Stronger

My Heart Got Bolder

Put In Work For The Hood

So They Calling My A Soldier

Now I’m The Man With The Master Plan

Cuete In My Hand

Now I Bang & Slang

Respect Came Easy

Cause Nobody Wanna See Me

I’m A Hi Power Solider

From The Pico Nuevo Peewees

And As Time Flew By

Nothing But Stress On My Mind

Thinking About My Homies

One By One They Kept Dying

A Heart Full Of Tears

As I Bury All My Peers

Lost Alot Of Good Homies

Through The Muthafucking Years

And All My Thugs Doing Drugs

Who The Fuck Can I Trust?

Crooked Cops On The Block

Looking For Someone To Bust

Fuck The World Was My Attitude

I Had No Hope

So Now They Got Me Laying Low

Up In The Hood Slanging Dope

Tell Me Why

Somebody Tell Me Why

All My Homies Keep Dying

And As The Years Keep Flying By

The Pressure’s Building Up Inside

And As The Tears That I’m Crying

Feels Like My Eyes Are Going Blind

Feels Like I’m Running Out Of Time

And I Don’t Wanna Say Goodbye

I Never Let Em See Me Cry

Ain’t No Tears In My Eyes

Dear God Please Tell Me Why

My Homies Losing All Their Lives

Lost My Lil Homie Kower

This World Ain’t The Same

It’s Driving Me Insane

But The Game Will Never Change

One By One

As They Start To Subtract

I Clutch My Strap

But It Won’t Bring Em Back

They Keep On Stretching Homies Out

Gots Me All Stressed Out

Retaliations Gang Relations

Homie What’s This All About?

It’s Like There’s No Way Out

But Death Or The Jail House

I Ain’t Taking That Route

I Rather Take Somebody Out

Smoking Weed, I’m A G

So It Really Ain’t No Thing

I Drop A Coward To His Knees

And Watch Em Bleed In The Street

I Come 76 Deep

And Watch For Death When It Creeps

I’m Packing Weapons

As I’m Steppin Through The Big Southeast

Life Can Hurt Some Times

And Play Some Games On Your Mind

Wishing I Can Press Rewind

And Some How Turn Back The Time

Tell Me Why

Somebody Tell Me Why

All My Homies Keep Dying

And As The Years Keep Flying By

The Pressure’s Building Up Inside

And As The Tears That I’m Crying

Feels Like My Eyes Are Going Blind

Feels Like I’m Running Out Of Time

And I Don’t Wanna Say Goodbye

Is This The Way It Has To End?

Will My Heart Ever Mend?

Nothing But Memories Of Death

And All My Dead Friends

I Live The Life Of A G

It’s The Way It Has To Be

And Now I Just Can’t Sleep

I Wake Up Sweating In My Sheets

Its No Doubt I’m Stressed Out

Someone’s Trying To Take Me Out

Someone Runnin' Their Mouth?

Someone Trying To Snitch Me Out

Somebody Tell Me

What Part Of The Game Is That?

Used To Be Down

But Now He’s Labeled As A Rat

And As The World Keeps Turning

My Homies Keep Burning

The Streets Keep Teaching Lessons

But There Ain’t Nobody Learning

Lord Why Must I Struggle

In This World Of Sin

Is That The Life That You Chose

For The Last Of Your Kin

Armageddon Who Said It?

Church Ways Of The Street

Even Though I Got A Strap

Still Hitting My Knee

So On My Very Final Day

Guess There’s Nothing Else To Say

Take A Little Time To Pray

And Send Me On My Way

Tell Me Why

Somebody Tell Me Why

All My Homies Keep Dying

And As The Years Keep Flying By

The Pressure’s Building Up Inside

And As The Tears That I’m Crying

Feels Like My Eyes Are Going Blind

Feels Like I’m Running Out Of Time

And I Don’t Wanna Say Goodbye

Ooooooo Tell Me Why

Ooooooo Why They Die

Tell Me Why