Lyrics to Me Why : J. Blige] Whyyyyyy, Whyyyyyy, Will Smith - while Mary repeats in background] I really wish I could it baby It's the world is kinda crazy baby Ain't no pretty way to paint it cry, dry your eyes [Verse One: Smith] September 11th I woke up 7 AM West coast time, toast and my turkey bacon my time awakin, turnin my TV on To my surprise, saw what in the world saw Me and my children, images chillin 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 at my son's side, he cried And prayed for the who died 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 seein them, on CNN, just won't stop The infrared, of brutal 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) Dreams are (dreams are stolen) are broken (hearts are broken) Evil he rewardin surrender (hate surrender) exaulted! (Love exaulted!) ELATED! (HOPE ELATED!) Negativity AND.. [Verse Two: Will Honest to God, why is the bomb always gettin the last and why, did her uncles have to her and why, did all them have to be shootin to kill? And why, did all them priests to act so ill? Tell me why did Byrd Jr. have to be touched? Tell my why did Malcolm and Martin depart us Tell me why did the sniper make that little boy And why, is human life always 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 deserve his And why the {*BLEEP*} can't love, to defeat hate? Tell me why is it so hard for all the to eat? Why did 'Pac and Smalls have to fall in the street? Tell me why did Jam Master Jay have to go way? Please, what am I to say my kids when they say - repeat 2X as before [Verse Three: Will Can't explain it baby life is just really I mean if it's world wars or the life of a little We got more stores than they got rice buddha lazy You live four scores and still it be drivin you But for me I try to see the side Sometimes it be like the goodness be tryin to or to flee, but it can't, it's deep inside Sweetie you be the light for others, 'em believe in God