Why Do We Live This Way Lyrics - Geto Boys

[ verse 1: grand wizard dj ready red ] 

Can you take it? how can I be strong 

When I see many things in the world is wrong? 

You know the love in the hearts is a thing of the past 

And living like this, how long can we last? 

Some are content to the way things are 

Well, not me, you know the road is far 

Take off your blindfolds and start to see clear 

Time's windin down, and the end is near 

Me speaking fact not fiction, pay attention 

Our world is in a critical condition 

Understand prejudice is rumor and lies 

And over this evil many people have died 

You know what blood's been shed over he-said she-said 

I don't let lies fill my head 

But you say it's like that and the way it is 

Well, that's my point, there's no love to give 

I say 

[ chorus ] 

Why 

Why do we live this way? 

You know the killin and fightin 

Why 

Why do we live this way? 

You know the love is gone 

Why 

Why do we live this way? 

Weak you have to be strong 

Why 

Why do we live this way? 

[ verse 2: grand wizard dj ready red ] 

A family of five tryin to survive 

They had 30 days till the welfare arrived 

Father was gone and nowhere in sight 

And to the little kids it just wasn't right 

You know the mother was wise to hide the cries 

Taught the kids well bout livin in hell 

Took on the problems from day to day 

And then at night to the lord she prayed 

You know I'm livin in a world that doesn't even care 

Too many damn problems for me to bare 

Should I be strong or should I be weak? 

Or just ride the problems, go from week to week 

You know I read in the papers just the other day 

About a lady who was killed, it went this way 

Say little mrs. brown who never did a thing 

Was shot and killed over a wedding ring 

Yeah, it really was a shame, but who's to blame? 

Cause it's just another story that the world's insane 

You're sayin it's like that and the way it is 

But that's my point, there's no love to give 

[ chorus ] 

Break it down 

(children grow and women produce 

And men go work, and some go stealin 

Everyone's got to make a livin) 

[ chorus ] 

(why)