Early Sunday morning
In the spring of 96
Chilling on the couch
Watching the bulls
Against the knicks
My honey marches in
And ask if I think
I'm slick
It seem she found
My shirt with lipstick
I thought I could explain
But then my story wouldn't stick
Incriminating pictures
Show me some other chicks
It happened once before
And she was tired of the tricks
She ask me if
I can spell the word evict

CHORUS:
Why me Lord?
Situation looking kinda bad
Why me Lord?
I lost the best girl
I ever had
Why me Lord?
I'm homeless and
I'm feeling kinda sad
Why me?
Why me?
Why me?
Why me?
Why me Lord?
How you member
Massa God so quick
Why me Lord?
When trouble tek
You pickney shirt a fit
Why me Lord?
Is just because you
Don't know when to quit
Why me?
Why me?
Why me?
Why me?

Just the other day when
I was rolling with my crew
Made a little flex around
By flatbush avenue
Calling to some honeys
And sipping on my brew
That's when I
Saw the boys in blue
Pulled us to the side
Why I don't even have a clue
Looking for a reason and
They finally found a few
A case of ammunition and
A loaded thirty two
I can't believe
What I'm going through

CHORUS

Why me Lord?
Here I am
I gotta face the time
Why me Lord?
Though the evidence
Ain't even mine
Why me Lord?
I swear I ain't
Guilty of the crime
Why me?
Why me?
Why me?
Why me?
Why me Lord?
How you member
Massa God so quick
Why me Lord?
When trouble tek
You pickney shirt a fit
Why me Lord is just
Because you don't
Know when to quit
Why me?
Why me?
Why me?
Why me?
Take heed
Never take advantage
Of the thing you need
Never let yourself be
Overcome by greed
Walk the straight and narrow
And you shall succeed
Get you act up to speed
And try no matter
What it takes to
Give a next man a blye
Everybody else
Deserve a piece a the pie
Honesty the best policy
No sell no samfie
You no need
Fi wonder why
Repeat chorus