Never Know Why

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Deacon The Villain] Put her out in the cold, didn't want her close to he 'Cause his granddaughter's different than she's suppose to be Diluted their genes, it stopped the music, it seemed That they'd only seen polluted stream, and that wasn't clean Said he could almost no longer stand to breathe From this pure horror, more worse than Amityville So what's next? Don't answer me, yield (yup) This is a normal occurrence, not something randomly real Ain't even allowed visits over a child's pigment His in-crowd ign'ant; her situation wild, isn't it? Hard times, baby daddy grinds to support His mother and a few other friends privately in her fort For short stays, ya know? But more aid was needed Baby is like a year and a half old now and speaking More than I can say about that man with his child They can't even come face-to-face and share smiles Raining pure pain on her life by staying distant Like she spawned a fucking anti-Christ or a Satan infant Blatant mentions about family blood won't leave Loves her deeply, but evil sends its opposite feed (Old fashioned) Too set in his ways to ever relate If he could just set it aside, there'd be heaven to pay Then, weathered and aged, time swept him to grave Love conquers all? Shit, I'd say that area's grey [Chorus: Chris De Burgh] Old fashioned people, they never know why Old fashioned people, they never know why Old fashioned [Bridge: Deacon & Immortal Technique] Most don't even know why they believe what they believe, man Never taking a second to look at life Bad water in our seeds, y'all still growing weeds, dawg In the dark, walls blocking all that light Most don't even know why they believe what they believe, man Never taking a second to look at life Bad water in our seeds, y'all still growing weeds, dawg In the dark (Yeah) [Verse 2: Immortal Technique] Looking at life in retrospect, it's hard to regret Stuck in your ways 'cause hatred is hard to forget Niggas talk all religious, tryna barter with death Parts of the flesh wrinkle up while you start to reflect And even though nobody's life is ever perfect You start to wonder if all the pain was really worth it Pondering the purpose of living, the curse that was given Dreaming about freedom and escaping the prison People who pimp children are really raping religion The matrix is fiction placed in a vision But now the technology follows me solemnly Building the future laws to my philosophy Alzheimer's cutting through like a lobotomy Not even the golden arthritis of king Midas Could buy comfort or peace for the righteous I survived disease and political crisis By backstabbing gnomes that are now lifeless And now I live vicariously through my kids Like people who love the sport, but can't play for shit Fighting glaucoma, front the cops taking a hit I slip into a coma, roaming over the planet Leaving the gold and the granite, the old and the famished But just before I vanish, as I think I'm right at the end The sun becomes the light of my birth and I live again Yeah, nigga, remember way back when...? [Chorus: Chris De Burgh] Old fashioned people, they never know why Old fashioned people, they never know why Old fashioned people, they never know why [Outro: Chris De Burgh] The world is changing day to day It moves so fast and leaves them in another time