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Who We Be

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  • Uhh, yeah
    Another one of those
    This is for my ***** Q
    Down to earth joints
    Rest in peace, baby
    You're not for me dawg
    That's how many that don't know
    They knew I could do it
    They don't know, who we be
    (This goes out to my ***** Q)
    (Rest in peace, baby)
    They don't know, who we be
    (They still ain't ready)
    What they don't know is
    The bull****, the drama, the guns, the armour
    The city, the farmer, the babies, the mama
    The projects, the drugs, the children, the thugs
    The tears, the hugs, the love, the slugs
    The funerals, the wakes, the churches, the coffins
    The heartbroken mothers, it happens, too often
    The problems, the things, we use, to solve 'em
    Yonkers, the Bronx, Brooklyn, Harlem
    The hurt, the pain, the dirt, the rain
    The jerk, the fame, the work, the game
    The friends, the foes, the Benz, the hoes
    The studios, the shows, comes and it goes
    The jealousy, the envy, the phony, the friendly
    The one that gave 'em the slugs, the one that put 'em in me
    The snakes, the grass, too long, to see
    The lawnmower, sittin', right next, to the tree
    They don't know, who we be
    They don't know, who we be
    They don't know, who we be
    They don't know, who we be
    What we seein' is
    The streets, the cops, the system, harrassment
    The options, get shot, go to jail, or getcha ass kicked
    The lawyers, the part, they are, of the puzzle
    The release, the warning, "Try not, to get in trouble"
    The snitches, the odds, probation, parole
    The new charge, the bail, the warrant, the hole
    The cell, the bus, the ride, up north
    The greens, the boots, the yard, the hearts
    The fightin', the stabbin', the pullin', the grabbin'
    The riot squad with the captain, nobody knows what happened
    The two years in a box, revenge, the plots
    The twenty-three hours that's locked, the one hour that's not
    The silence, the dark, the mind, so fragile
    The wish, that the streets, would have took you, when they had you
    The days, the months, the years, dispair
    One night on my knees, here it comes, the prayer
    They don't know, who we be
    They don't know, who we be
    They don't know, who we be
    They don't know, who we be
    This here is all about
    My wife, my kids, the life that I live
    Through the night, I was his, it was right, but I did
    My ups, and downs, my slips, my falls
    My trials and tribulations, my heart, my *****
    My mother, my father, I love 'em, I hate 'em
    Wish God, I didn't have 'em, but I'm glad that He made 'em
    The roaches, the rats, the strays, the cats
    The guns, knives and bats, everytime we scrap
    The hustlin', the dealin', the robbin', the stealin'
    The ****, hit the ceilin', little boy, with no feelin's
    The frustration, rage, trapped inside a cage
    Got beatin's 'til the age, I carried a twelve gauge
    Somebody stop me, somebody come and get me
    Little did I know, that the Lord was ridin' with me
    The dark, the light, my heart, the fight
    The wrong, the right, it's gone, aight?
    They don't know, who we be
    They don't know, who we be
    They don't know, who we be
    They don't know, who we be
    They don't know, who we be
    They don't know, who we be
    They don't know, who we be
    They don't know, who we be
    Man listen
    (They don't know, who we be)
    These ************s don't know, who we are
    They don't know
    (They don't know, who we be)
    They couldn't possibly ****in' know dawg
    That's from the heart
  • Uhh, yeah
    Another one of those
    This is for my ***** Q
    Down to earth joints
    Rest in peace, baby
    You're not for me dawg
    That's how many that don't know
    They knew I could do it
    They don't know, who we be
    (This goes out to my ***** Q)
    (Rest in peace, baby)
    They don't know, who we be
    (They still ain't ready)
    What they don't know is
    The bull****, the drama, the guns, the armour
    The city, the farmer, the babies, the mama
    The projects, the drugs, the children, the thugs
    The tears, the hugs, the love, the slugs
    The funerals, the wakes, the churches, the coffins
    The heartbroken mothers, it happens, too often
    The problems, the things, we use, to solve 'em
    Yonkers, the Bronx, Brooklyn, Harlem
    The hurt, the pain, the dirt, the rain
    The jerk, the fame, the work, the game
    The friends, the foes, the Benz, the hoes
    The studios, the shows, comes and it goes
    The jealousy, the envy, the phony, the friendly
    The one that gave 'em the slugs, the one that put 'em in me
    The snakes, the grass, too long, to see
    The lawnmower, sittin', right next, to the tree
    They don't know, who we be
    They don't know, who we be
    They don't know, who we be
    They don't know, who we be
    What we seein' is
    The streets, the cops, the system, harrassment
    The options, get shot, go to jail, or getcha ass kicked
    The lawyers, the part, they are, of the puzzle
    The release, the warning, "Try not, to get in trouble"
    The snitches, the odds, probation, parole
    The new charge, the bail, the warrant, the hole
    The cell, the bus, the ride, up north
    The greens, the boots, the yard, the hearts
    The fightin', the stabbin', the pullin', the grabbin'
    The riot squad with the captain, nobody knows what happened
    The two years in a box, revenge, the plots
    The twenty-three hours that's locked, the one hour that's not
    The silence, the dark, the mind, so fragile
    The wish, that the streets, would have took you, when they had you
    The days, the months, the years, dispair
    One night on my knees, here it comes, the prayer
    They don't know, who we be
    They don't know, who we be
    They don't know, who we be
    They don't know, who we be
    This here is all about
    My wife, my kids, the life that I live
    Through the night, I was his, it was right, but I did
    My ups, and downs, my slips, my falls
    My trials and tribulations, my heart, my *****
    My mother, my father, I love 'em, I hate 'em
    Wish God, I didn't have 'em, but I'm glad that He made 'em
    The roaches, the rats, the strays, the cats
    The guns, knives and bats, everytime we scrap
    The hustlin', the dealin', the robbin', the stealin'
    The ****, hit the ceilin', little boy, with no feelin's
    The frustration, rage, trapped inside a cage
    Got beatin's 'til the age, I carried a twelve gauge
    Somebody stop me, somebody come and get me
    Little did I know, that the Lord was ridin' with me
    The dark, the light, my heart, the fight
    The wrong, the right, it's gone, aight?
    They don't know, who we be
    They don't know, who we be
    They don't know, who we be
    They don't know, who we be
    They don't know, who we be
    They don't know, who we be
    They don't know, who we be
    They don't know, who we be
    Man listen
    (They don't know, who we be)
    These ************s don't know, who we are
    They don't know
    (They don't know, who we be)
    They couldn't possibly ****in' know dawg
    That's from the heart