Luyện nghe bài hát Why Oh Why

I say my prayers mornin' just like orange juice
I crack the crinkles out my body till I'm loose
I strap my sneakers on my feet like they was boots
They fit my feet like Cinderella when I'm hoops

Why oh why do memories keep 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 gotta see the seas

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

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

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

Why, oh why do be chasin' me?
Sometimes it makes me wanna grab my and flee
Even in when it's another color sport
I be rememberin' my partners on the court

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

All day to be more east to west
From Atlantic to Pacific fools would come
To get down and try to take our
But we would hold our ground and we would back down

Old timers, new timers would get in line
And a seat there 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
the court with your game like we was usin' mops
What ever happened to the Super in the park
I reminisce shootin' solitary after dark

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

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

Why, oh,
Why, oh,

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

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

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

Then swish through the net a Corvette with a triple pirouette
But off the court he had a few temptations
No moderations by 24 he had 3
Last check crack

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

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