These are some hard times we're living in, no doubt Churches burning, planes falling from the sky Murder, could die y'all Yeah, could definitely die y'all This is a little something to help you get through the day, if you could It was more than a tragedy, emotions be grabbing me Planes fell from the sky, we trying to figure what happened Burning churches, fearing God, who can be so cruel We all ignorant to AIDS, till it happens to you Just be a man, make plans, listen to your voice A woman's trying to make decisions, we should leave them a choice Cause who are we to say who lives or dies, breathes or stops All this judgements on other lives, needs to stop What are we living for, giving more back than taking On my knees still waiting for my own salvation Now I feel abandoned, cause rap you can't even say I'm greedy You can take my taxes, send me to war, but can't feed me It's so easy to regret things after they done Babies catching murder cases, scared to laugh in the sun The tragedy is that we all need love and doses In times like these, we feel closest, the good die young Does anybody ever live to watch a change, the good die young The good die young Rest in peace, God bless the dead And we carry on The good die young I ain't gon' sleep till we feel close The good die young And now we hear from the future, the next generation Tell me Now will my world really get worse, when I've been trapped since birth But I had to sleep in a hearse, cause it was my bed first My grand's probably burning, turning in their graves Some folks ain't even get to see a high age, but they did So ain't afraid And this money got me feeling like a star And this murder got me feeling like my death ain't far In a land of stolen cars, don't get no better Don't get no weaker or no harder I was raised in a rush without my moms and my father So tell me something Have I grabbed my cat and get to dumping Would God get to looking at me funny Rest in peace to my mother, Aquila Bill Rest in peace to my father, Salif Bill Rest in peace to my grandparents And thug in peace to my brother Seekin You know I love you Witches words, first storm and then Al Pocket then yacht, Gregory Brown Could've swapped in your face in the clouds Family grieving on your last breath Close to the heart, whether you know it or not I swear the love won't stop, Jewel That's my boo, Marduk Anu From jump, you kept it true Helped to feed the crew The good die young Living fast, jumping the gun My mama blaming the community for killing her son My cousin Darren wasn't scared of going But never knowing he was dying slower I guess I'll see you when I see you, soldier Does anybody ever answer why Say he's a good guy now Can anybody tell me why I know my life ain't promised That's why the wires move in silence Analyze these scandalous times, it's hard God But we manage Schools turn to war zones, even homes unsafe Leaving children to play caged and raised to hate How come so unexplained Why the good die young Why the bad die slow and outlive Everyone, it's time something is done For our young kids, they growing hopeless Now ain't the way to live Tell me why Days gone passing as they pass Time move quicker, no time for wasting Put your hustle down, my young dealers Cause the end is nearer But at least that's what they telling me Hell all I know, brothers ain't writing for three felonies It's time to plan, plan, strategize Capitalize, mobilize, we in the war, y'all It's for all y'all, my family To the ones who standing Knowing more love is what's recommended Yeah, and it's plain to see The seeds from you and me Gon' be the ones to lead us towards unity That's if you treat them right May teach them right Raise your kids better than you was And see what it does But if you don't, man, we're sure to be done And we'll all see exactly why the kids died young You ain't lying, man Does anybody have an answer why We need a good die young Can anybody tell me why Can anybody tell me why Does anybody have an answer why We need a good die young Can anybody tell me why Can anybody tell me why A good die young Send this out to all my homeboys that passed away And all your homeboys that passed away I send this out to all the fallen fallen soldiers That's in the cemeteries buried Never got to see their dreams For everything I touch you touch For every step I take you take For every breath I breathe you breathe Every dollar I make you make I told you we'd make it to the sunshine one day You just got there a little quicker But like my homeboys and thugs say I'll catch you at the crossroads A good die young This song is dedicated To all them young kids that died innocent and died young At Columbine High, Rest in Peace Oklahoma, Outlaw Lil Yachty, Santa Fe Tasha Harlins All the fallen kids The dead babies, the closed caskets The miniature classics