Tragedy

I wonder why I wonder why I wonder why we don't step forward now
I wonder why I wonder why I wonder why we always look backward now

I wonder why I wonder why I wonder why we don't step forward now
I wonder why I wonder why I wonder

Why should we living in a tragedy
Why should we think about the past when we can face our future
And turn the poverty to luxury
Anything happened wont change
So I give praise to the Ruler
And I cry for forgiveness
Go pon your knees and cry for forgiveness
Cause you don't want to die like a witness
No we don't wanna die like the sneetches

R.Kelly said you can't turn back the hands of time
That's you've got to face yourself one time
Lord bless my people weh not the fancy kind
Mummy never was rich I've got to get what is mine

The past dem call it past cause the past can't be changed
You got to make your future and help your friends somedays
Dem can't program our future take your hands and raise
Yourself outta the tragedy of those slavery days

Why should we living in a tragedy
Why should we think about the past when we can face our future
And turn the poverty to luxury
Anything happened wont change
So I give praise to the Ruler
And I cry for forgiveness
Go pon your knees and cry for forgiveness
Cause you don't want to die like a witness
No we don't wanna die like the sneetches

I wonder why I wonder why I wonder why we don't step forward now
I wonder why I wonder why I wonder why we always look backward now

I wonder why I wonder why I wonder why we don't step forward now
I wonder why I wonder why I wonder why we don't step forward now

I remember when I used to lay down in my bed
And I couldn't sleep cause money problems nearly cut my head
I don't wanna to be one of them who die ina the shade
Cause I man is rightouss till the day I'm gonna dead
The LORD is my shepper and i shall not want
You 've got to be there for your baby mum
Nuff pickney a born ina the raging storm
Believe me you've got to prepare for the Morn'
And let the past to what it belongs

R.Kelly said you can't turn back the hands of time
That's you've got to face yourself one time
Lord bless my people weh not the fancy kind
Mummy never was rich I've got to get what is mine
The past dem call it past cause the past can't be changed
You got to make your future and help your friends somedays
Dem can't program our future take your hands and raise
Yourself outta the tragedy of those slavery days

Why should we living in a tragedy
Why should we think about the past when we can face our future
And turn the poverty to luxury
Anything happened wont change
So I give praise to the Ruler
And I cry for forgiveness
Go pon your knees and cry for forgiveness
Cause you don't want to die like a witness
No we don't wanna die like the sneetches



Credits
Writer(s): Gabriel Piotrowski, Simon Lafourcade
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