I see people hating other people
Tell me whats the reason
That your kid is hungry, you aint got no money
Whats the reason?
By the time of age nine Im already decidin
If I can protect mommy from the hood by fightin
Or usin a knife or a gun when Im twenty-one
By by then them hoods woulda pushed their way in our apartment
And we die then, so I been a young nervous wreck in the projects
Watchin them older niggaz pass pot and they high man
Im just a young boy, snot nose, hair nappy
Cops ride by squeezin their trigger fingers at me
So I would go to school and try to get good grades
Teacher wrote mommy and kicked me outta school for havin braids
So she cussed them, said "My son aint no motherfuckin hoodlum"
They judged us, thinking that we dumb cause where we come from
Got a little older and now I see
Young niggaz wanted by the powers that be (powers that be)
I see people hating other people
Tell me whats the reason
That your kid is hungry, you aint got no money
Whats the reason?
For these wars were fighting with each other
Season after season
When youre workin hard, but there aint nothing comin
Whats the reason?
Uh, picture a Black nanny and a baby in a basket pushin down 5th Ave
She never had it, its not hers to begin with
She gives it breakfast, baths and dinners
Treats it so tender while her own kids live alone at home with no phone on
Aint had a good meal in so long, but so long as mommys a maid
Cookin and cleanin, she wanna feed her kids and her kids are dreamin
Wheres my daddy, whos my daddy, have you seen him?
I could imagine them askin, what type of human be-ing
Could leave his family, go back to the Carribean?
Was he locked up, shot up, does he have freedom?
Mom said wipe your tears, keep readin
But daddys somewhere, spirit broken, feelin defeated
A man feels he has to conquer all
The world is his oyster, his pearl so yall know
I cant find no reason why we cant all live in peace
Cause this world keeps spinning, yet still I wonder whats the reason
I see people hating other people
Tell me whats the reason
When youre workin hard but there aint nothin comin
Whats the reason?
Oooh-whoa-ooh-whoa
I know a girl, her boyfriend was a fugitive
Shes intuitive, be on some stupid shit
She called the cops cause she hated his mother
Now he away doin numbers, now she gay with her lover
How many niggaz gon die this summer?
I pump life in my music, but still life is a wonder
Theres a officer in a squad car, hes a prostitute serial killer
Its odd, huh? Cause hes the same cop in church with his wife
Hes molestin his son and she ignores it at night
Little bad ass bastard, lights a match and kills Betty Shabazz
in her pad while she slept
They said Prescott Bush funded Hitler while the worlds in a twister
Nigga, what you expect? Imagine whats next
I see people hating other people
Tell me whats the reason
That your kid is hungry, you aint got no money
Whats the reason?
For these wars were fighting with each other
Season after season
When youre workin hard, but there aint nothing comin
Whats the reason?
"Uh, uh, man, manll search the whole planet, looking for what
Try to conquer all. So what? To all my niggaz with they
kids that love they kids, man. All the daddies out there
To all the niggaz that died tryina figure out whats what
Tryina be the biggest of the big, you know. Yeah, yeah
Ladies forgive us. Gotta forgive us. For we know not what
we do. Breakin hearts, leavin the crib, buggin out and
shit. Just man... man."
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