DMX - Who We Be

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
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

DMX - Who We Be

DMX Who We Be

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Who We Be

Provided to YouTube by Universal Music Group International Who We Be · DMX The Great Depression ℗ 2001 The Island Def Jam Music Group Released on: 2001-01-01 Producer: Black Key Composer,...