Why Cry - Afu-Ra, Gentleman

Tell me why, why you wanna cry?

Tell me why, why you wanna cry?

Nobody’s crying on for justice

And everyone is crying on for peace

They can’t hold us, they can’t please

A hungry man is an angry man

And the war will never cease

Melicious soldier person make me hold them oh freeze

Hey you Mr. Sky Man, mister, hold on please

Can you show some love and put your minds at ease

I no bow down to them fame, like a piece, I can’t contain

And all you stand alone, in out the rain

All over the world, too much is too much

And I done been all over the globe, aiyo, you know enough is enough

Many families going to bed without a decent meal in they table

Babies crying with these soul of melodies

And they can’t help themselves, they need the world to hear me It’s fucked up, the population’s mind shackled up By some are mesmerized by a fucking pimp cup

With the zillionaire big time ballers

Every where in the world, put five in the bum’s cup

And I ain’t trynna scape goat the powers structure

Cause the powers structure’s, heading for destruction

Matter of fact, yo it was built on destruction

I’m trynna look into the eyes of my brothers

Each one, teach one, we are all brothers

Get ya weight up, the situation ain’t going nowhere

I can rhyme it til I’m blue in the face, so when the world cares

Everytime you read all that

Everyday another innocent, end up dead

More wickedness, to all of them, spread out dead

In the ghetto, youth will shine

And I tell 'em them can’t find no bread out there

People upset out there, well I teach another gangsta

Sure, we dead out there

Cause things themma do, we should reject out there

But instead out there, nobody never fling a stone

Now flat out, yet all dead

We praise a spiritual vibe, to bring a state of unity

Master playa haters out in the community

And global genocide’s, babylon’s comodity

While selficiousness, plays the mind of humanity

With media and propaganda, causing insanity

And self endulgence tastes sweeter than candy

We got women, plus the men hypnotized by vanity

Understand, one race, one family

You wanna pretend, but you be tough

Because the food that you eat, look like it not enough

And you want to be real, but you got to be rough

And the whole town repent, for a basket from a fruit

Rappin’in boots, but ya’ll handcuffs

Working for this system, they got you by crutch

And go in your cocoon, and invite the rush

Don’t step on your toe, when the hearing say hush