KRS-One - Why lyrics
[KRS-One - Why lyrics]
WHY, are all the schools they fallin apart
And WHY, the youth not takin no musical art
And WHY, the professionals really don't know
Where to start no, one, really, cares, about
WHY, the people ain't trustin the
Law and the order and WHY
The hookers from 70's look like our daughters
And WHY, the radio station they help
With the slaughter
No, one, really, cares, about
The mind
They usin until it's time they doin a rhyme
Will ruin what you doin if you crime pursuin
Let me tell you bout gettin your
Family out the mean ghetto to green meadows
Where you can finally be settled
That street level, freak level
Pullin out heat level
Eatin meat level, deceit level
That's that beast level
You gotta stand upright in a
House with three levels
Where you don't even see devils
Unless he shovels the snow
Many philosophers live on the low
Never crazy hazy or lazy we get up and go
Whaddya know
I'm always teaching after the show
Not messin with hoes, I'm with my wife
Changin my clothes
Blowin my nose, deliverin blows to foes
With new flows then disappear
Where nobody knows
Cause I got too many questions
Too many lessons i gotta go
Too many people stressin but I gotta know
WHY, these officers gunnin us
Down on our block and WHY
The President never steps in on these cops
And WHY
The mayor don't even look like he in shock
No, one, really, cares, about
WHY, the call of the poor is always ignored
And WHY
The senators governors breakin the law
And WHY
They taxin and taxin and taxin the poor
No, one, really, cares, about
You, me, or themselves you can tell
They livin in hell
But they come on the TV lookin so swell
Sellin you dreams of schemes of
You gettin green and cream
But they never explain the work
And all it means you got to visualize
Close the lid on your eyes
And visualize, minimize lies
See yourself bigger in size
Quicker to rise up
Wise up climb up, before your time's up but
And WHY, the youth not takin no musical art
And WHY, the professionals really don't know
Where to start no, one, really, cares, about
WHY, the people ain't trustin the
Law and the order and WHY
The hookers from 70's look like our daughters
And WHY, the radio station they help
With the slaughter
No, one, really, cares, about
The mind
They usin until it's time they doin a rhyme
Will ruin what you doin if you crime pursuin
Let me tell you bout gettin your
Family out the mean ghetto to green meadows
Where you can finally be settled
That street level, freak level
Pullin out heat level
Eatin meat level, deceit level
That's that beast level
You gotta stand upright in a
House with three levels
Where you don't even see devils
Unless he shovels the snow
Many philosophers live on the low
Never crazy hazy or lazy we get up and go
Whaddya know
I'm always teaching after the show
Not messin with hoes, I'm with my wife
Changin my clothes
Blowin my nose, deliverin blows to foes
With new flows then disappear
Where nobody knows
Cause I got too many questions
Too many lessons i gotta go
Too many people stressin but I gotta know
WHY, these officers gunnin us
Down on our block and WHY
The President never steps in on these cops
And WHY
The mayor don't even look like he in shock
No, one, really, cares, about
WHY, the call of the poor is always ignored
And WHY
The senators governors breakin the law
And WHY
They taxin and taxin and taxin the poor
No, one, really, cares, about
You, me, or themselves you can tell
They livin in hell
But they come on the TV lookin so swell
Sellin you dreams of schemes of
You gettin green and cream
But they never explain the work
And all it means you got to visualize
Close the lid on your eyes
And visualize, minimize lies
See yourself bigger in size
Quicker to rise up
Wise up climb up, before your time's up but