Why
Glamma Kid/Shola Ama Lyrics


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Why, why, why

They won't let us do no shows in New York
They won't even let us fuckin talk
They say Lost Boyz be a gang
Nah man we just do our thing
Why we always in the cut sometime
Why we always sleep on bud sometime
Word I be askin myself that
While I turn my cat to the back
While I freestyle and rap
And watch them sharks that bite
Why god take me to Queens ville
Why them fuckin did what they did
I see B-Wild gettin down
Cocoa B, and J-Drama's in town
I rep-re-sent my crew
Spigg Nice, Freaky Tah and Pretty Lou
I represent South Jamaica what?
Me and my team we'll gettin ya gut
Stay trees with the fam all day
Write my name on the complex hallway
At my mans spot, where he be chillin at
Throw ya L's in the sky if you feelin that
My man got me in the bread right now
My mans got me in it write now

Why, why, why
Why, why, why
Why, why, why
Why, why, why

Aiyo, I'm choppin at Spigg Nice and Pretty Lou
Why you forgot the Fudge crew?
Why you forgot Lincoln BLVD?
Why you forgot my niggas that's hard?
Why you forgot the playas the pimp?
Why you forgot my nine up dicks?
Why you forgot the whole world?
My little man, my girl
Why you think I jay walk?
Because Shakwan, Shane and more
Why you forgot Droi too?
The guy, killer bee, wild shroom
My man Mutt, and my nigga named Dew
And ACaf from the 134 crew
My niggas Jug and Drama
Aiyo why I love my mama
Why I love buddha?
Aiyo why that broad I shoot her?
Because she had my money
Laughin thinkin it's funny
Took my daughter and all of my money from
My safe and yo I have none 'in'
Im broke and I'm fucked up, see?
Aiyo that boy, he tried to stink me?
I'm sneaky Freaky Tah
And niggas ask me why
I be yellin so much
Cuz I get a strike just the right touch
On this track I get spelming
Shorties don't wanna mess around me
Aiyo get and shake that doodoo brown man
Aiyo Tah, I like the way you sound man
You just represent your area
Aiyo I hope I aint scarin ya
Aiyo how we do? I dare eya
To get up in our fuckin area
This is how I do in New York
For 97 there's no time to talk
Niggas lickin school faces and all that
This is how we do, we gon play and ball black
On the courts we get down and
Niggas don't wanna mess around me
Haha, way to sound man
LB we creepin to your town

Why, why, why




Why, why, why
Why, why, why

Overall Meaning

Glamma Kid and Shola Ama's song "Why" is a powerful and poignant reflection on the difficulties and injustices experienced by black communities in New York City. The lyrics delve into the reasons why the Lost Boyz, a rap group from Queens, are not allowed to perform in certain places and are perceived as a gang. They highlight the frustration of being constantly overlooked and misunderstood, and the feeling of being confined to the margins. The chorus ("Why, why, why") represents the absence of answers or explanations for these challenges, a feeling the artists share with many fellow African Americans.


Throughout the song, Glamma Kid and Shola Ama mention friends and acquaintances by name, painting a vivid portrait of a community that is diverse and complex. They also allude to issues such as police harassment and gun violence, which are all too common in New York City's black neighborhoods. The artists' use of street slang and colloquialisms adds authenticity to their message, as they seek to give voice to the struggles and aspirations of their people.


Line by Line Meaning

They won't let us do no shows in New York
Performances are prohibited in New York.


They won't even let us fuckin talk
There are restrictions on their freedom of speech.


They say Lost Boyz be a gang
They are accused of belonging to a gang called Lost Boyz.


Nah man we just do our thing
They describe their music as individualistic rather than gang affiliated.


Why we always in the cut sometime
They wonder why they are not recognized for their talents.


Why we always sleep on bud sometime
They question why they don't always achieve the success they think they deserve.


Word I be askin myself that
They frequently ask themselves these questions.


While I turn my cat to the back
They turn their hat around while thinking.


While I freestyle and rap
They reflect on their art form while rapping.


And watch them sharks that bite
They are wary of the malicious people who may try to harm them.


Why god take me to Queens ville
They question their destiny in Queens villa.


Why them fuckin did what they did
They ask why some people behave negatively towards them.


I see B-Wild gettin down
They notice B-Wild's talent.


Cocoa B, and J-Drama's in town
They know Cocoa B and J-Drama are nearby.


I rep-re-sent my crew
They express loyalty to their crew.


Spigg Nice, Freaky Tah and Pretty Lou
They mention their crewmates by name.


I represent South Jamaica what?
They assert their pride in South Jamaica.


Me and my team we'll gettin ya gut
They will fight and win for their team.


Stay trees with the fam all day
They spend all day with their family and friends smoking marijuana.


Write my name on the complex hallway
They write graffiti with their name in a hallway.


At my mans spot, where he be chillin at
They visit their friend's place to hang out.


Throw ya L's in the sky if you feelin that
They ask their fans to lift their hands and show their gang symbol if they like their music.


My man got me in the bread right now
Their friend is currently providing them with money.


My mans got me in it write now
Their friend is currently providing them with drugs.


Aiyo, I'm choppin at Spigg Nice and Pretty Lou
They name-check Spigg Nice and Pretty Lou in the song's second verse.


Why you forgot the Fudge crew?
They question why they haven't received recognition for their association with the Fudge crew.


Why you forgot Lincoln BLVD?
They question why they haven't received recognition for their association with Lincoln Boulevard.


Why you forgot my niggas that's hard?
They question why some of their colleagues haven't received credit for their hard work.


Why you forgot the playas the pimp?
They question why they haven't received recognition for their association with pimps.


Why you forgot my nine up dicks?
They question why their colleagues who carry 9 mm pistols haven't received credit.


Why you forgot the whole world?
They question why their uniqueness hasn't attracted people from all over the world.


My little man, my girl
They love their children.


Why you think I jay walk?
They explain why they tend to break the law and jaywalk.


Because Shakwan, Shane and more
They mention some of their associates by name as the reason for breaking the law.


Why you forgot Droi too?
They question why their colleague Droi hasn't received recognition.


The guy, killer bee, wild shroom
They name-check some of their associates who use nicknames such as Guy, Killer Bee and Wild Shroom.


My man Mutt, and my nigga named Dew
They name-check their friends Mutt and Dew.


And ACaf from the 134 crew
They name-check their associate ACaf from the 134 gang.


My niggas Jug and Drama
They name-check their friends Jug and Drama.


Aiyo why I love my mama
They express their love for their mother.


Why I love buddha?
They question their love of Buddha and Buddhism.


Aiyo why that broad I shoot her?
They describe a past incident of shooting a woman over money.


Because she had my money
They give the reason for their violent act.


Laughin thinkin it's funny
They recall how the woman laughed while taking their money and hence the shooting.


Took my daughter and all of my money from
The woman also took their daughter in addition to the money.


My safe and yo I have none 'in'
They have no money left in their safe after the robbery.


Im broke and I'm fucked up, see?
They describe their present financial and emotional state.


Aiyo that boy, he tried to stink me?
They recall an incident of someone tricking them.


I'm sneaky Freaky Tah
They use their nickname and describe themselves as cunning.


And niggas ask me why
People wonder why they behave this way.


I be yellin so much
They shout frequently.


Cuz I get a strike just the right touch
They describe the satisfaction they get from making successful music.


On this track I get spelming
They understand why they're successful, especially on this track.


Shorties don't wanna mess around me
They attract a lot of people.


Aiyo get and shake that doodoo brown man
They tell the audience to dance to the music.


This is how I do in New York
They explain how they approach life in New York.


For 97 there's no time to talk
They are too busy making music to have conversations.


Niggas lickin school faces and all that
They describe the dangers of New York City streets.


This is how we do, we gon play and ball black
They are having fun despite the violence in New York surroundings.


On the courts we get down and
They enjoy playing basketball on the courts.


Haha, way to sound man
They appreciate the praise from the audience.


LB we creepin to your town
They announce that they plan to visit other cities as part of their tour.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: MARK STEWART, BYRON PALAVIKAS

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