Lirik Lagu Who We Be - DMX
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Uh, yeahAnother one of thoseThis is for my nigga QDown to earth jointsRest in peace babyYou're not for me dawgCHORUS:They don't knowWho we beThey don't knowWho we be
(That's how manyThat don't knowThey knewI could do itThis goes outTo my nigga QRest in peace babyThey still ain't ready)
What they don't know isThe bullsh*t, the drama(Uh)The guns, the armour(What?)The city, the farmerThe babies, the mama(What?)The projects, the drugs(Uh)The children, the thugs(Uh)The tears, the hugsThe love, the slugs(C'mon)The funerals, the wakesThe churches, the coffins(Uh)The heartbroken mothersIt happens, too often(Why?)The problems, the thingsWe use, to solve 'em(What?)Yonkers, the Bronx(Uh)Brooklyn, Harlem(C'mon)The hurt, the painThe dirt, the rain(Uh)The jerk, the fameThe work, the game(Uh)The friends, the foesThe Benz, the h*es(What?)The studios, the showsComes, and it goes(C'mon)The jealousy, the envyThe phony, the friendly(Uh-huh)The one thatGave 'em the slugsThe one thatPut 'em in me(Whoo)The snakes, the grassToo long, to see(Uh, uh)The lawnmower, sittin'Right next, to the tree(C'mon)
Repeat chorus twice
What we seeing isThe streets, the copsThe system, harrassment(Uh-huh)The options, get shotGo to jail orGetcha as* kicked(Aight)The lawyers, the partThey are, of the puzzle(Uh-huh)The release, the warning"Try not, to get in trouble"(Damn)The snitches, the odds(Uh)Probation, parole(What?)The new charge, the bailThe warrant, the hole(Damn)The cell, the busThe ride, up North(Uh-huh)The greens, the bootsThe yard, these hearts(Uh)The fightin', the stabbin'The pullin', the grabbin'(What?)The riot squadWith the captainNobody knowsWhat happened(What?)The two years in a boxRevenge, the plots(Uh)The twenty-three hoursThat's lockedThe one hour that's not(Uh)The silence, the darkThe mind, so fragile(Aight)The wish, that the streetsWould have took youWhen they had you(Damn)The days, the monthsThe years, dispairOne night on my kneesHere it comesThe prayer
Repeat chorus twice
This here is all aboutMy wife, my kids(Uh-huh)The life that I live(Uh-huh)Through the nightI was his(Uh-huh)It was right, but I did(Uh-huh)My ups, and downs(Uh)My slips, my falls(Uh)My trials and tribulations(Uh)My heart, my balls(Uh)My mother, my fatherI love 'em, I hate 'em(Uh)Wish GodI didn't have 'emBut I'm glad thatHe made 'em(Uh)The roaches, the ratsThe strays, the cats(What, what?)The guns, knives and batsEverytime we scrapThe hustlin', the dealin'The robbin', the stealin'(Uh)The sh*t, hit the ceilin'Little boy, with no feelings(Damn)The frustration, rageTrapped inside a cageGot beatin's till the ageI carried a twelve gauge(Aight)Somebody stop me(Please)Somebody come and get me(What?)Little did I knowThat the Lord wasRidin' with meThe dark, the light(Uh)My heart(Uh)The fight(Uh)The wrong(Uh)The right(Uh)It's gone(Uh)Aight?
Repeat chorus four times
(Man listenThese motherf***ersDon't knowWho we areThey don't knowThey couldn't possiblyF***in' know dawgThat's from the heart)
(That's how manyThat don't knowThey knewI could do itThis goes outTo my nigga QRest in peace babyThey still ain't ready)
What they don't know isThe bullsh*t, the drama(Uh)The guns, the armour(What?)The city, the farmerThe babies, the mama(What?)The projects, the drugs(Uh)The children, the thugs(Uh)The tears, the hugsThe love, the slugs(C'mon)The funerals, the wakesThe churches, the coffins(Uh)The heartbroken mothersIt happens, too often(Why?)The problems, the thingsWe use, to solve 'em(What?)Yonkers, the Bronx(Uh)Brooklyn, Harlem(C'mon)The hurt, the painThe dirt, the rain(Uh)The jerk, the fameThe work, the game(Uh)The friends, the foesThe Benz, the h*es(What?)The studios, the showsComes, and it goes(C'mon)The jealousy, the envyThe phony, the friendly(Uh-huh)The one thatGave 'em the slugsThe one thatPut 'em in me(Whoo)The snakes, the grassToo long, to see(Uh, uh)The lawnmower, sittin'Right next, to the tree(C'mon)
Repeat chorus twice
What we seeing isThe streets, the copsThe system, harrassment(Uh-huh)The options, get shotGo to jail orGetcha as* kicked(Aight)The lawyers, the partThey are, of the puzzle(Uh-huh)The release, the warning"Try not, to get in trouble"(Damn)The snitches, the odds(Uh)Probation, parole(What?)The new charge, the bailThe warrant, the hole(Damn)The cell, the busThe ride, up North(Uh-huh)The greens, the bootsThe yard, these hearts(Uh)The fightin', the stabbin'The pullin', the grabbin'(What?)The riot squadWith the captainNobody knowsWhat happened(What?)The two years in a boxRevenge, the plots(Uh)The twenty-three hoursThat's lockedThe one hour that's not(Uh)The silence, the darkThe mind, so fragile(Aight)The wish, that the streetsWould have took youWhen they had you(Damn)The days, the monthsThe years, dispairOne night on my kneesHere it comesThe prayer
Repeat chorus twice
This here is all aboutMy wife, my kids(Uh-huh)The life that I live(Uh-huh)Through the nightI was his(Uh-huh)It was right, but I did(Uh-huh)My ups, and downs(Uh)My slips, my falls(Uh)My trials and tribulations(Uh)My heart, my balls(Uh)My mother, my fatherI love 'em, I hate 'em(Uh)Wish GodI didn't have 'emBut I'm glad thatHe made 'em(Uh)The roaches, the ratsThe strays, the cats(What, what?)The guns, knives and batsEverytime we scrapThe hustlin', the dealin'The robbin', the stealin'(Uh)The sh*t, hit the ceilin'Little boy, with no feelings(Damn)The frustration, rageTrapped inside a cageGot beatin's till the ageI carried a twelve gauge(Aight)Somebody stop me(Please)Somebody come and get me(What?)Little did I knowThat the Lord wasRidin' with meThe dark, the light(Uh)My heart(Uh)The fight(Uh)The wrong(Uh)The right(Uh)It's gone(Uh)Aight?
Repeat chorus four times
(Man listenThese motherf***ersDon't knowWho we areThey don't knowThey couldn't possiblyF***in' know dawgThat's from the heart)
