Who We Be (Re-Recorded)

歌詞

Uhh yeah Another one of those this is for my nigga Q down to earth joints Rest in peace baby you're not for me dawg That's how many that don't know This goes out to my nigga Q rest in peace baby They still ain't ready What they don't know is The bullshit the drama uhh the guns the armour what 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 whoo The snakes the grass too long to see The lawnmower sittin right next to the tree They don't knooow who we beee They don't knooow who we beee They don't knooow who we beee They don't knooow who we beee They don't knooow who we beee What we seeing 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 no 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 these 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 knooow who we beee They don't knooow who we beee They don't knooow who we beee They don't knooow who we beee 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 balls 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 shit 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 They don't knooow who we beee They don't knooow who we beee They don't knooow who we beee They don't knooow who we beee They don't knooow who we beee They don't knooow who we beee They don't knooow who we beee They don't knooow who we beee