Drunken Tiger - Question (featuring Ann) Lyrics
I miss your face,the funny things you used to sayMade me cry today,I don't wanna cry no more,No more...Why do bad things happen to them good people,Is it your way of tellin me that we are all equal?Lord, you the one who taught me bout the good and evilLord, you the one who taught me bout the good and evilSomebody's dying today and new babys are born,Some celebrate their life and other's heart's are torn,Some cry at the funeral, others party the birthdays,Some say that it's a zen ying yang the earthway,God gave it a life so he could take it away at anytime he wantsNo matter how much I pray, when the time is doneLordy Lord don't have no mercy,When it's time to go,Well it's time to go...Life's a -----, then you die, I knowBut Lord, how do you choose whos staying and who's not?and I was praying with all my heart that you choose not him, not herand why not them Crooked cops and theivesWho took my watch and teeth,Drug dealers and killers who just pop and then leave,Criminals and pedifiles raping women and children,Dumb presidents and villainsOn a killing spree, to fill up they greedTo get what they need at all cost.Why do bad things happen to them good people,Is it your way of tellin me that we are all equal?Lord, you the one who taught me bout the good and evilLord, you the one who taught me bout the good and evilI'm loosing faith like my name was BIG,The life after death, I don't know if I be up in heavenFor questioning you and having a doubtWould you condemned me to hell if I screamand shout to the Lord's name in veinFor that I'm going insane,Feeling pain for my main man that left me early,No mercy like that thug that I met up in Jerseywas trippin for my chain, he really wanted to hurt me,Got me nervous on purpose, acted like he gonna mirk meShifty undercover cop lowdown and dirty playing God's gameJust to let me know he canI'm a brave heart, but he had a gat in his hand,He was a one of many devilswith them heavy metals,Who likes to meddle with them peoplewith hearts of angels,But my man wasn't,He was a good father, a son, a loving husband,Beloved by the dozen, 9 to 5 just to get by a regular dudeBut he was giftedHis mind was a miraculous tool,Watchin' his moves like spectacular cool.He had passions of Christ and compassions of Buddha.When my mind wondered off 3:10 to YumaHe dealt with my pain and many others,For real he felt my pain, better than any doctors,He was a reason that I'm breathing and he's not no more...What for, Lord, I know that the world is yours, What for...He not breathing no more,You didn't have to take him, we got devils galore...Why do bad things happen to them good people,Is it your way of tellin me that we are all equal?Lord, you the one who taught me bout the good and evilLord, you the one who taught me bout the good and evilI miss your face,the funny things you used to sayMade me cry today,I don't wanna cry no more,No more...
