Tell Me Why

At the tabernacle, I come to pray
for those souls who know not how they behave.

Tell me why you wanna be something you ain't,
unreal soul surrounding your body right from your first-take,
am fed up with the bullshit, fed up with your action-cut,
fed up with those around you who don't want to but do a mind-shut,
why do you wanna be that muthafucka called "Pretentious",
when all you are is an immature ignoramus,
surrounded by those who bite their tongue to say, "please don't tame us",
but can't do nothin except for feelin the self-bestowed curse,
the truth is am fine with you till you don't fuck around with me,
but why do you stand up to cut the roots when I get to gardenin,
am here just to take out the weed, not to ship your poor soul to the Almighty,
I keep expectin interference from you but I don't know why, so tell me why,
I aint no fool, so I know we don't ask fools for answers,
so let me allow myself to turn to the good ol' heavenly master.

Make your life as bright as a day cuz death is as dark as a night,
this is what they say; but life aint easy, so it aint easy to fight.

Here I come to you, one more time, with the same question,
this time I got all that time in this world, aint gon rush in,
so, tell me why 'em kids think they know this game but they do not,
tell me why some don't get the basic meaning of hip hop,
emceein, turnin em tables, graffiti, breakin, and beatin the box,
tell me why 'em underground souls remain grounded, rappin and beatboxin in the parking lot,
tell me why pure art still gets a commercial block, isolated in the dungeons -- locked,
tell me why some good people die young, and the bad ones get away with it uncaught,
tell me why over a small misunderstanding people get shot,
tell me why you can't pump some sense into those ignoramus souls on the block,
tell me why 'em pretentious faces keep blabberin around round the clock,
tell me why a mom becomes childless, a kid gets orphaned,
all in the name of your faith and that race, teachin and spreadin nothin but hate,
people bein denied the basic freedom to enjoy their own life day-by-day,
O Lord, maybe I should stop bein foolish in throwin all these questions at you,
cuz I just know I won't be gettin any answers from you until I leave and come to you.