Letra de 'Question (Ft. Ann)' de Drunken Tiger

I miss your face,
the funny things you used to say
Made 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 evil
Lord, you the one who taught me bout the good and evil

Somebody'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 wants
No matter how much I pray, when the time is done
Lordy 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 know
But 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 her
and why not them Crooked cops and theives
Who 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 villains
On a killing spree, to fill up they greed
To 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 evil
Lord, you the one who taught me bout the good and evil

I'm loosing faith like my name was BIG,
The life after death, I don't know if I be up in heaven
For questioning you and having a doubt
Would you condemned me to hell if I scream
and shout to the Lord's name in vein
For 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 Jersey
was trippin for my chain, he really wanted to hurt me,
Got me nervous on purpose, acted like he gonna mirk me
Shifty undercover cop lowdown and dirty playing God's game
Just to let me know he can
I'm a brave heart, but he had a gat in his hand,
He was a one of many devils
with them heavy metals,
Who likes to meddle with them people
with 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 dude
But he was gifted
His 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 Yuma
He 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 evil
Lord, you the one who taught me bout the good and evil

I miss your face,
the funny things you used to say
Made me cry today,
I don't wanna cry no more,
No more...