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Reason Lyrics - Street's Disciple - Nas

I see people hating other people 

Tell me what's the reason 

That your kid is hungry, you ain't got no money 

What's the reason? 

 

By the time of age nine I'm already decidin' 

If I can protect mommy from the hood by fightin' 

Or usin' a knife or a gun when I'm twenty-one 

By by then them hoods woulda pushed their way in our apartment 

And we die then, so I been a young nervous wreck in the projects 

Watchin' them older niggaz pass pot and they high man 

 

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I'm just a young boy, snot nose, hair nappy 

Cops ride by squeezin' their trigger fingers at me 

So I would go to school and try to get good grades 

Teacher wrote mommy and kicked me outta school for havin' braids 

So she cussed them, said, "My son ain't no motherfuckin' hoodlum" 

They judged us, thinking that we dumb 'cause where we come from 

Got a little older and now I see 

Young niggaz wanted by the powers that be 

 

I see people hating other people 

Tell me what's the reason 

That your kid is hungry, you ain't got no money 

What's the reason? 

 

For these wars we're fighting with each other 

Season after season 

When you're workin' hard but there ain't nothing comin' 

What's the reason? 

 

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Uh, picture a black nanny and a baby 

In a basket pushin' down 5th Ave 

She never had it, it's not her's to begin with 

She gives it breakfast, baths and dinners 

Treats it so tender while her own kids live alone at home 

With no phone on ain't had a good meal in so long 

But so long as mommy's a maid 

 

Cookin' and cleanin', she wanna feed her kids and her kids are dreamin' 

Where's my daddy, who's my daddy, have you seen him? 

I could imagine them askin', what type of human being 

Could leave his family, go back to the Carribean? 

Was he locked up, shot up, does he have freedom? 

Mommy said, "Wipe your tears, keep readin'" 

But daddy's somewhere, spirit broken, feelin' defeated 

A man feels he has to conquer all 

The world is his oyster, his pearl, so y'all know 

 

No, I can't find no reason 

Why we can't all live in peace 

'Cause this world keeps spinning 

Yet still I'm wondering what's the reason 

 

I see people hating other people 

Tell me what's the reason 

When you're workin' hard but there ain't nothin' comin' 

What's the reason? 

 

I know a girl, her boyfriend was a fugitive 

She's intuitive, be on some stupid shit 

She called the cops 'cause she hated his mother 

Now he away doin' numbers, now she gay with her lover 

How many niggaz gon' die this summer? 

I pump life in my music, but still life is a wonder 

 

There's a officer in a squad car, he's a prostitute serial killer 

It's odd, huh? 'Cause he's the same cop in church with his wife 

He's molestin' his son and she ignores it at night 

Little bad ass bastard, lights a match and kills Betty Shabazz 

In her pad while she slept 

They said, "Prescott Bush funded Hitler while the world's in a twister" 

Nigga, what you expect? Imagine what's next 

 

I see people hating other people 

Tell me what's the reason 

That your kid is hungry, you ain't got no money 

What's the reason? 

 

For these wars we're fighting with each other 

Season after season 

When you're workin' hard, but there ain't nothing comin' 

What's the reason? 

 

Uh, uh, man, man'll search the whole planet 

Looking for what, tryin' to conquer all 

So what? To all my niggaz with they kids 

That love they kids, man, all the daddies out there 

To all the niggaz that died tryin' to figure out what's what 

Tryin' to be the biggest of the big, you know 

Yeah, yeah, ladies forgive us 

Gotta forgive us for we know not what we do 

Breakin' hearts, leavin' the crib, buggin' out and shit 

Just man, man 

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