Luyện nghe bài hát Ugly People Be Quiet - Marvelous Marvin

Lyrics to Me Why :
J. Blige]
Whyyyyyy,
Whyyyyyy,
[Chorus: Will - while Mary repeats in background]
I really wish I explain it baby
just the world is kinda crazy baby
Ain't no way to paint it baby
Don't cry, dry your
[Verse One: Smith]
September I woke up about 7 AM
West coast time, french toast and my bacon
my time awakin, turnin 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 cold sweat, with a lump in my chest
I heard his question, couldn't bring my to say yes to him
That night at my son's side, he
And prayed for the ones who in the World Trade
His palms to God, seeds of with God
He just, on pressin me, wanna know why
one week later our bombs were dropped
We seein them, on CNN, they just stop
The infrared, images of attack
He said "Daddy now we killin 'em back," right
- repeat 2X + (Mary J. Blige ad lib crooning)
[Interlude: Mary J.
Souls are (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 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 James Byrd Jr. to be touched?
my why did Malcolm and Martin depart from us
Tell me why did the make that little boy shoot
And why, is human life always denied for
Tell me WHY did MANDELA have to live in a
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 hard for all the children to
Why did 'Pac and Smalls have to fall in the street?
Tell me why did Jam Master Jay to go that way?
Please, am I supposed to say my kids when they say
[Chorus] - 2X as before
Three: Will Smith]
Can't explain it baby is just really crazy
I mean if world wars or the life of a little baby
We got more stores than they got rice buddha lazy
You live scores and still it be drivin you crazy
But for me I try to see the side
Sometimes it be the goodness be tryin to hide
or tryin to flee, but it can't, deep inside
you be the light for others, make 'em believe in God