Luyện nghe bài hát Why Oh Why

I say my prayers every mornin' just like orange
I crack the crinkles out my body I'm feelin' loose
I strap my sneakers on my feet like they was combat
They fit my feet Cinderella when I'm shootin' hoops

Why oh why do memories chasin' me?
it makes me wanna grab my shit and flee
Sometimes I wanna my brains to put my life at ease
But I ain't clockin' out I see the seven seas

Please, seven's a very number for me
That was the age when I how good ballin' could be
Up every mornin' with the doin' little drills
Go to my left go to my right mad skills

How a love for this game bring so much sadness
I played brothas with so much badness
But now they I sing a song pop a three
From the top of the key in they

Why, oh, why do memories be me?
Sometimes it makes me wanna grab my shit and
Even in seasons when it's another sport
I be memorizin' lines out on the basketball court singin'

Why, oh why do memories be me?
Sometimes it makes me wanna grab my shit and
Even in seasons when another color sport
I be rememberin' my on the basketball court

Do you remember runnin' the in September?
Me and my homies be for whoever
come along and try to send us to the showers
From the game that we'd dominatin' there for hours

All day to be specific east to west
From Atlantic to Pacific fools come round
To get and try to take our crown
But we would hold our and we would never back down

Old timers, new timers get in line there
And take a seat and try to prepare
But oh, no, there was no chance when we was in the
We was alone at the top, we had hops, we got

And when we needed to we chops
Wipe the court your game like we was usin' mops
What ever happened to the Super in the park
I while shootin' solitary after dark

Why, oh, why do memories be me?
Sometimes it makes me wanna grab my shit and
Even in seasons when it's another sport
I be memorizin' lines out on the basketball court singin'

Why, oh why do memories be me?
Sometimes it me wanna grab my shit and flee
Even in seasons it's another color sport
I be my partners on the basketball court

Why, oh,
Why, oh,

Brother C came fresh out of town
And he had and like McDonald's he could clown ya
Dribblin' bounces between drinkin' forty ounces
Knock ya on your and do circles like he was Curly Neal

But oh no, the liquor got quicker to his and he said
"I think I musta placed some bets"
He hit me up for cash, there was a car crash
A splash and then the brother a mad dash

Rob, oh, Rob his whole life was like a coaster
But on the court he looked like a Dr. J.
Flyin' high an Afro blowin' in the wind
Windex, index finger rolls off the glass

Then swish through the net jump a Corvette with a pirouette
But off the court he had a few copulations
No by 24 he had 3 pregnations
Last crack intoxications

So many brothers gone from this dimension
And none of those who got hurt receive a
Give a bup, bup, to those locked up in
Memories too dimension
And we say, "One time, one more time"

Why, oh, why do memories be me?
Sometimes it me wanna grab my shit and flee
in seasons when it's another color sport
I still be memorizin' lines out on the basketball singin'

Why, oh why do memories be me?
Sometimes it makes me wanna my shit and flee
Even in seasons when it's another sport
I be rememberin' my on the basketball court