Tempted and tried we're oft made to wonder why it should be thus all the day long While there are others living about us, never molested, though in the wrong When death has come and taken our loved ones, it leaves our home so lonely and dreary Then do we

People in the misery Government or work or government It makes a mockery Respect to the youths When they're in front and all dem back a me Why you don't treat them like the way you should And I know all the things you hide Even though it's a good

When you said it was over You shot right through my heart Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart Ooh, I was so mad I could've seen this coming right from the start You should beware, beware, beware of a women with a broken heart Baby, last

What they want us to do Why won't they do what they want And let me do my thing they should be thankful There's lights of hope still shining If you do wrong they complain Even if you call the father's name its the same Don't they know it is nothing new

Tell me why you mad for Tell me why you mad I would rather shoot before I run Pressure on my shoulder weigh a ton You should try to do what we done Make a million dollars while you young I know to you it looks easy Where your 600 Benz, where your Rovers

Sunday morning, I forgot my prayer I should have been happy, I still be there Something could have come and taken me away But the mainman felt Sly should be here another day That's why I got to be thankful yeah, yeah I gotta be thoughtful Ah ha thankful,

That I get a kick out of you I get no kick from champagne Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all So tell me why should it be true Some get their kicks from cocaine I'm sure that if I took even one sniff That would bore me terrifically too I get a kick

Straight out of line I can't find a reason Why I should justify my ways I don't need a reason You don't need to lie to me There's no reason There's no compromise Changing seasons

Weird fishes They turn me I'll hit the bottom Hit the bottom and escape In the deepest ocean The bottom of the sea Why should I stay here?

But I know by now Why did you sit here In the grave Why should I blame her Silenced by death in the grave William Butler Yeats couldn't save Why did you stand here Were you sickened in time That she filled my days