Why, why, why, why ...
I really wish I could explain it, baby (why)
It's just the world is kinda crazy, baby (why)
Ain't no pretty way to paint it, baby (why)
Don't cry, dry your eyes
September 11th, I woke up 7 am west coast time, french toast
And my turkey bacon, taking my time, awakin', turning on my TV
To my surprise, saw what everybody in the world saw
Me and my children, images were chillin'
My son said "Daddy, were there people in that building?"
A cold sweat, frozen, with a lump in my chest
I heard his question, couldn't bring it to my lips to say "Yes" to him
That night at my son's side, he cried and prayed
For the one's who died in the World Trade
His palms to God, seeds and qualms with God
He just kept on pressin' me, wanna know why
Then one week later, our bombs were dropped
We seein' them on CNN, they just won't stop
The infra-red images of brutal attack
He said "Daddy, now we killin' em back" (right, right)
I really wish I could explain it, baby (why)
It's just the world is kinda crazy, baby (why)
Ain't no pretty way to paint it, baby (why)
Don't cry, dry your eyes
I really wish I could explain it, baby (why)
It's just the world is kinda crazy, baby (why)
Ain't no pretty way to paint it, baby (why)
Don't cry, dry your eyes
Souls are captured
Dreams are stolen, hearts are broken
Evil blatantly rewarded
Hate surrenders, love exalted
Hope elated, negativity is shorted
Why is the bomb always gettin' the last word
And why did her uncle have to molest her
And why did all them cops have to be shootin' to kill
And why did all them priests have to act so ill
Tell me why did James Byrd Jr. have to be touched
Tell me why did Malcolm and Martin depart from us
Tell me why did that sniper make the little boy shoot
And why does human life always denied for loot
Tell me why did Mandela have to live in a cage
Why did my brother, Sterling, have to die at that age
Tell me why did Reginald Denny deserve his fate
And why the f
ck can't love seem to defeat hate
Tell me why is it so hard for all the children to eat
Why did Pac and Biggie Smalls have to fall in the street
Tell me why did Jam Master J have to go that way
Please, what am I supposed to say to my kids when they say "Why?"
I really wish I could explain it, baby (why)
It's just the world is kinda crazy, baby (why)
Ain't no pretty way to paint it, baby (why)
Don't cry, dry your eyes
I really wish I could explain it, baby (why)
It's just the world is kinda crazy, baby (why)
Ain't no pretty way to paint it, baby (why)
Don't cry, dry your eyes
Can't explain it baby, life is just really crazy
I mean if it's world wars or the life of a little baby
We got more stores than they got rice under Buddha lazy
You live four score and still it be driving you crazy
But for me, I try to see the bright side
Sometimes it'd be like the goodness be tryin' to hide
Then try to flee, but it can't it's deep inside
Sweetie, you be the light for the others, make em believe in God
Souls are captured
Dreams are stolen, hearts are broken
Evil blatantly rewarded
Hate surrenders, love exalted
Hope elated, negativity is shorted