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why - jerome goldman lyrics

the name of my little piece is umm, “why”

i shot, three motherf-ckers
that i didn’t know why
i guess i just wanted to see somethin die
you see i bought this gun, for a few rocks
just to get even, so i thought
with those sh-t-eatin cops
holdin the cold blue steel in the palm of my hand
not quite sixteen, yet totally a man
my only plan was money is my hand
i wore: felacci, gucci, nike’s and eddie b
i was the coolest motherf-cker in southeast d.c
school? what the f-ck
that was a thing of the past
gettin paid
school and all that other square sh-t could kiss my -ss
mad at my bun, toy with my gun
tipped on over to my favorite poolroom just to have some fun
rips, was at full blast
so i chalked up my cue ready to kick some -ss
i played a few hours, beat all the old timers
and was about to go
until three.. one, of three bama motherf-ckers
stepped on my toe
a split second later, whip-bam it was on
the -ss-kickin begun
i ducked a few pool b-lls
and eased out my gun
rat-a-tat-tat and that was that
three was whacked
ten years later, as i sit here in my jail cell about to cry
i’m thinkin, “i shot three motherf-ckers and i don’t know why”

- jerome goldman lyrics

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