These is hard times we livin' in, go Churches burnin', planes from the sky Murder, the good die Good definitely die young, is a lil' somethin' To you get through the day, if you could
It was more than a be grabbin' me Plane from the sky We tryin' to figure what
Burnin' churches, God Who can be so We all ignorant to Till it to you
Just be a man, make Listen to your A woman's tryin' to decisions We should them a choice
who are we to say? Who and die, breathes and stops All judgment on other lives to stop
What are we for? more back than takin' On my still waitin' For my own
Now I abandoned 'Cause Pat Buchanan say, I'm You can my taxes, send me to war But feed me
It's so easy to things they done Babies catchin' murder Scared to in the sun
The that we all need Love in In like these we feel closest The good die
Does anybody have an answer It the good die young Can tell me why? Can anybody tell me
Does anybody have an why? It the good die young Can anybody me why? Can anybody tell me
Now in my world, it get worse When I been trapped since But I had to sleep in a 'Cause it was my bed
My grands burnin' in, they grave Some folks ain't even get to see a age But they did so, I afraid
And this got me feelin' like a star And this got me like my death ain't far And the land and stolen
Don't get no Don't get no or no harder I was raised in a rush my moms And my
So tell me If I my gat and get the dumpin' Would God get to lookin' at me
in peace to my mother, Aquillah Beale in peace to my father, Salek Beale Rest in to my grandparents And thug in peace to my brother, You know I you
Witch first storms and then Al Pac and Yak Redrey sworn, I seen ya face in a cloud
Family grievin' on last breath Close to the heart whether you it or not I swear, the love stop Jewel, that's my boo, Mom, and Lou From jump you it true, helped to feed the crew
The die young fast jumpin' the gun Mama blamin' the community for her son My cousin Darren scared of goin' But never knowin' he was slower I guess I see ya I see ya soldier
anybody have an answer why? It the good die young Can anybody tell me Can anybody me why?
I know my life ain't why the wise move in silence Analyze these times It's Dogg but we manage
turn to war zones Even unsafe Leavin' to play caged and raged They hate, how
explain, why the good die young? Why the bad die slow and outlive It's somethin' is done
For our kids They opus That ain't the way to Tell me
Days go past and as they Time move No for wastin' Put hustle down my young dealers
the end is nearer But at least what they tellin' me Hell, all I brothers Ain't 4 3 felonys
time to plan, plot, and strategize Capitalize, We in the war for all y'all
My family to the ones that me bit mo' love is what's recommended Yeah, and plain to see The seeds you and me Gon' be the ones to lead us towards
if we treat them right Man, teach them Raise your kids than you was And see it does
But if you Man, we to be done And we'll all see Why the good die
Does anybody have an why? It the good die young Can tell me why? Can anybody me why?
Does anybody have an answer It seems the die young Can anybody me why? Can anybody tell me
This is for all my that passed away And all yo' homeboys that away I send this out to all the fallen, fallen That's in the buried Never got to see they
For everything I you touch For step I take you take For breath I breathe you breathe Every I make you make
I told you make it to the sunshine one day You got there a little quicker But like my homeboys, say I'll ya at the crossroads The good die
This song is dedicated to all Young kids and that are innocent died young at Columbine High Rest in peace Oklahoma,
Lil' young Xzandafer, Tasha, all All the kids the dead babies The closed caskets,