Lyrics to Me Why : [Mary J. Whyyyyyy, Whyyyyyy, [Chorus: Will Smith - while Mary repeats in I wish I could explain it baby just the world is kinda crazy baby Ain't no pretty way to paint it Don't cry, dry your [Verse One: Smith] September 11th I up about 7 AM West coast time, french toast and my bacon Takin my time awakin, my TV on To my surprise, saw what everybody in the saw Me and my children, images chillin My son said - daddy there people in that building? A sweat, frozen with a lump in my chest I heard his question, couldn't bring my to say yes to him That at my son's side, he cried And prayed for the ones who in the World Trade His to God, seeds of qualms with God He just, kept on pressin me, wanna why one week later our bombs were dropped We them, on CNN, they just won't stop The infrared, images of attack He said "Daddy now we 'em back," right right [Chorus] - repeat 2X + (Mary J. ad lib crooning) [Interlude: J. Blige] are captured (souls are captured) Dreams are (dreams are stolen) Hearts are (hearts are broken) plaguin he rewardin Hate (hate surrender) exaulted! (Love exaulted!) ELATED! (HOPE ELATED!) Negativity AND.. Two: Will Smith] Honest to God, why is the bomb always gettin the word and why, did her have to molest her and why, did all them cops have to be shootin to And why, did all them priests have to act so Tell me why did James Byrd Jr. have to be Tell my why did and Martin depart from us Tell me why did the sniper make that little boy And why, is human life always for loot? me WHY did MANDELA have to live in a cage Why did my brother have to die at that age Tell me why did Denny deserve his fate And why the {*BLEEP*} can't love, seem to hate? Tell me why is it so for all the children to eat? Why did 'Pac and Biggie have to fall in the street? Tell me why did Jam Master Jay to go that way? Please, what am I supposed to say my when they say - repeat 2X as before [Verse Three: Will Can't explain it baby life is really crazy I mean if it's world or the life of a little baby We got more stores they got rice under buddha lazy You four scores and still it be drivin you crazy But for me I try to see the button Sometimes it be like the goodness be tryin to or tryin to flee, but it can't, deep inside Sweetie you be the for others, make 'em believe in God