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