Luyện nghe bài hát Ugly People Be Quiet - Marvelous Marvin

Lyrics to Me Why :
[Mary J.
Whyyyyyy,
Whyyyyyy,
[Chorus: Smith - while Mary repeats in background]
I really wish I could explain it
It's just the is kinda crazy baby
Ain't no pretty way to it baby
Don't cry, dry eyes
[Verse One: Smith]
11th I woke up about 7 AM
West coast time, french toast and my turkey
Takin my time awakin, my TV on
To my surprise, saw what everybody in the saw
Me and my children, images were
My son said - daddy there people in that building?
A cold sweat, frozen with a lump in my
I heard his question, bring my lips to say yes to him
That night at my son's side, he
And prayed for the ones who died in the World
His palms to God, of qualms with God
He just, kept on me, wanna know why
Then one week our bombs were dropped
We seein them, on CNN, they just won't
The infrared, images of brutal
He said "Daddy now we 'em back," right right
- repeat 2X + (Mary J. Blige ad lib crooning)
[Interlude: Mary J.
are captured (souls are captured)
Dreams are (dreams are stolen)
are broken (hearts are broken)
Evil plaguin he
Hate (hate surrender)
exaulted! (Love exaulted!)
ELATED! (HOPE ELATED!)
Negativity AND..
Two: Will Smith]
Honest to God, why is the bomb always the last word
and why, did her have to molest her
and why, did all cops have to be shootin to kill?
And why, did all them priests have to act so
Tell me why did Byrd Jr. have to be touched?
Tell my why did and Martin depart from us
Tell me why did the sniper make that boy shoot
And why, is life always denied for loot?
Tell me WHY did have to live in a cage
Why did my Sterling have to die at that age
Tell me why did Reginald Denny his fate
And why the {*BLEEP*} can't love, seem to defeat
me why is it so hard for all the children to eat?
Why did 'Pac and Smalls 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 kids they say
[Chorus] - 2X as before
[Verse Three: Will
Can't it baby life is just really crazy
I mean if it's world wars or the life of a little
We got more stores than they got rice under lazy
You live four scores and still it be you crazy
But for me I try to see the side
Sometimes it be like the goodness be tryin to
or tryin to flee, but it can't, it's deep
Sweetie you be the light for others, make 'em in God