Lyrics to Me Why : J. Blige] Whyyyyyy, Whyyyyyy, [Chorus: Will - while Mary repeats in background] I really wish I explain it baby It's just the world is crazy baby Ain't no pretty way to it baby Don't cry, dry your [Verse One: Will September 11th I woke up 7 AM West time, french toast and my turkey bacon Takin my awakin, turnin my TV on To my surprise, saw what in the world saw Me and my children, were chillin My son said - daddy were people in that building? A cold sweat, frozen with a in my chest I heard his question, couldn't my lips to say yes to him night at my son's side, he cried And prayed for the ones who died in the World His palms to God, seeds of with God He just, on pressin me, wanna know 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 killin 'em back," right [Chorus] - repeat 2X + (Mary J. ad lib crooning) [Interlude: J. Blige] Souls are (souls are captured) are stolen (dreams are stolen) Hearts are (hearts are broken) Evil he rewardin surrender (hate surrender) exaulted! (Love exaulted!) ELATED! (HOPE ELATED!) Negativity AND.. [Verse Will Smith] Honest to God, why is the bomb always the last word and why, did her uncles have to her and why, did all them cops have to be to kill? And why, did all them priests have to act so Tell me why did James Jr. have to be touched? Tell my why did Malcolm and depart from us me why did the sniper make that little boy shoot And why, is human life denied for loot? Tell me WHY did have to live in a cage Why did my brother Sterling to die at that age Tell me why did Reginald Denny his fate And why the can't love, seem to defeat hate? Tell me why is it so hard for all the to eat? Why did 'Pac and Biggie Smalls have to fall in the Tell me why did Jam Jay have to go that way? Please, what am I supposed to say my kids when say [Chorus] - repeat 2X as Three: Will Smith] Can't explain it baby life is just really I mean if it's wars or the life of a little baby We got more stores they got rice under buddha lazy You live four scores and it be drivin you crazy But for me I try to see the side it be like the goodness be tryin to hide or tryin to flee, but it can't, it's inside Sweetie you be the for others, make 'em believe in God