歌曲 | I Wonder Why - original |
歌手 | Down Low |
专辑 | Third Dimension |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Yeah, we´re gonna keep droppin´ it, see, no stop,I told you, we´re ain´t gonna stop | |
If you´re ready, I wonder why? | |
We´re gonna do it a little something like this | |
Sit down, open your mind, here we go | |
Uh, check it | |
It´s time to bless you all with eternal hip-hop,dedicate my life to the lowremainders staying at the top | |
My rap-patters might be simple and form, | |
but I´m just gettin´ started, my styles look warm | |
I guess I should drop what I burned you here for,so bunkle up, I guess you ran for the door | |
A girl next door has been touch for years, | |
and understand why she can´t explain to her parents | |
strange things from beggining was going on in her home | |
Mammie, years just don´t know what she´s gone | |
a father figure missed, she was the power day by day | |
stocking this girl like carneval to clay, | |
she lied between the double and the deep blue scene | |
and he sensuane advine, even eternally, | |
teardrops of freedom are running down from my eye, | |
life is so unfear, I wonder why?? | |
I wonder why I don´t let the man cry, | |
and I can´t change the way that I feel inside | |
And I wonder why I don´t runnin´ or hide | |
from the fears and the tears that I have inside, have inside | |
Yeah, c´mon, uh | |
Swing you back, to the problem and hand and understand | |
she need to learn and learn to take command | |
trapped inside a 4 to5 prison called her home | |
all alone she cries tryin´ to break the syndrome | |
Now bare whitness to this horrible scene | |
was the mean she was a fiend of yours, a friend of need | |
Where were you? When she need you the most | |
I think friends like you got to remains close, | |
I think she called you at eleven thirty,the night Johnny B, ya hands were getting dirty | |
I wish she would just reach out and tell her mother | |
a rebuild the face of this profame lover, | |
turn between silence and would see him fear | |
here´s a surious question while I pump it to your ear | |
Why people must suffer, struggle and cry, | |
before someone pays attention, I wonder why?? | |
I wonder why I don´t let the man cry, | |
and I can´t change the way that I feel inside (I wonder why?) | |
And I wonder why I can´t runnin or hide | |
from the fears and the tears that I have inside | |
Yeah, can you hear me? Turn me up! | |
I wonder why I don´t let the man cry, | |
and I can´t change the way that I feel inside | |
And I wonder why I don´t runnin or hide | |
from the fears and the tears that I have inside | |
I wonder why I don´t let the man cry, | |
and I can´t change the way that I feel inside | |
And I wonder why I don´t runnin or hide | |
from the fears and the tears that I have inside, have inside |
Yeah, we re gonna keep droppin it, see, no stop, I told you, we re ain t gonna stop | |
If you re ready, I wonder why? | |
We re gonna do it a little something like this | |
Sit down, open your mind, here we go | |
Uh, check it | |
It s time to bless you all with eternal hiphop, dedicate my life to the lowremainders staying at the top | |
My rappatters might be simple and form, | |
but I m just gettin started, my styles look warm | |
I guess I should drop what I burned you here for, so bunkle up, I guess you ran for the door | |
A girl next door has been touch for years, | |
and understand why she can t explain to her parents | |
strange things from beggining was going on in her home | |
Mammie, years just don t know what she s gone | |
a father figure missed, she was the power day by day | |
stocking this girl like carneval to clay, | |
she lied between the double and the deep blue scene | |
and he sensuane advine, even eternally, | |
teardrops of freedom are running down from my eye, | |
life is so unfear, I wonder why?? | |
I wonder why I don t let the man cry, | |
and I can t change the way that I feel inside | |
And I wonder why I don t runnin or hide | |
from the fears and the tears that I have inside, have inside | |
Yeah, c mon, uh | |
Swing you back, to the problem and hand and understand | |
she need to learn and learn to take command | |
trapped inside a 4 to5 prison called her home | |
all alone she cries tryin to break the syndrome | |
Now bare whitness to this horrible scene | |
was the mean she was a fiend of yours, a friend of need | |
Where were you? When she need you the most | |
I think friends like you got to remains close, | |
I think she called you at eleven thirty, the night Johnny B, ya hands were getting dirty | |
I wish she would just reach out and tell her mother | |
a rebuild the face of this profame lover, | |
turn between silence and would see him fear | |
here s a surious question while I pump it to your ear | |
Why people must suffer, struggle and cry, | |
before someone pays attention, I wonder why?? | |
I wonder why I don t let the man cry, | |
and I can t change the way that I feel inside I wonder why? | |
And I wonder why I can t runnin or hide | |
from the fears and the tears that I have inside | |
Yeah, can you hear me? Turn me up! | |
I wonder why I don t let the man cry, | |
and I can t change the way that I feel inside | |
And I wonder why I don t runnin or hide | |
from the fears and the tears that I have inside | |
I wonder why I don t let the man cry, | |
and I can t change the way that I feel inside | |
And I wonder why I don t runnin or hide | |
from the fears and the tears that I have inside, have inside |
Yeah, we re gonna keep droppin it, see, no stop, I told you, we re ain t gonna stop | |
If you re ready, I wonder why? | |
We re gonna do it a little something like this | |
Sit down, open your mind, here we go | |
Uh, check it | |
It s time to bless you all with eternal hiphop, dedicate my life to the lowremainders staying at the top | |
My rappatters might be simple and form, | |
but I m just gettin started, my styles look warm | |
I guess I should drop what I burned you here for, so bunkle up, I guess you ran for the door | |
A girl next door has been touch for years, | |
and understand why she can t explain to her parents | |
strange things from beggining was going on in her home | |
Mammie, years just don t know what she s gone | |
a father figure missed, she was the power day by day | |
stocking this girl like carneval to clay, | |
she lied between the double and the deep blue scene | |
and he sensuane advine, even eternally, | |
teardrops of freedom are running down from my eye, | |
life is so unfear, I wonder why?? | |
I wonder why I don t let the man cry, | |
and I can t change the way that I feel inside | |
And I wonder why I don t runnin or hide | |
from the fears and the tears that I have inside, have inside | |
Yeah, c mon, uh | |
Swing you back, to the problem and hand and understand | |
she need to learn and learn to take command | |
trapped inside a 4 to5 prison called her home | |
all alone she cries tryin to break the syndrome | |
Now bare whitness to this horrible scene | |
was the mean she was a fiend of yours, a friend of need | |
Where were you? When she need you the most | |
I think friends like you got to remains close, | |
I think she called you at eleven thirty, the night Johnny B, ya hands were getting dirty | |
I wish she would just reach out and tell her mother | |
a rebuild the face of this profame lover, | |
turn between silence and would see him fear | |
here s a surious question while I pump it to your ear | |
Why people must suffer, struggle and cry, | |
before someone pays attention, I wonder why?? | |
I wonder why I don t let the man cry, | |
and I can t change the way that I feel inside I wonder why? | |
And I wonder why I can t runnin or hide | |
from the fears and the tears that I have inside | |
Yeah, can you hear me? Turn me up! | |
I wonder why I don t let the man cry, | |
and I can t change the way that I feel inside | |
And I wonder why I don t runnin or hide | |
from the fears and the tears that I have inside | |
I wonder why I don t let the man cry, | |
and I can t change the way that I feel inside | |
And I wonder why I don t runnin or hide | |
from the fears and the tears that I have inside, have inside |