DMX - Who We Be (ft. 2Pac) | Текст песни

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• Who We Be (ft. 2Pac)

[DMX]
What they dont know is!
The bullshit, 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, sitting, right next, to the tree

[Chorus 2Pac]
Baby dont cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up
Baby dont cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up

[DMX]
What we seeing is!
The streets, the cops, the system, harassment
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, these hearts
The fighting, the stabbing, the pulling, the grabbing
The riot squad with the captain, nobody knows what happened
The two years in a box, revenge, the plots
The twenty-three hours thats locked, the one hour thats 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

[Chorus 2Pac]
Baby dont cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up
Baby dont cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up

[DMX]
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 didnt 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 hustling, the dealing, the robbing, the stealing
The shit, hit the ceilin, little boy, with no feelins
The frustration, rage, trapped inside a cage
Got beatings till the age, I carried a twelve gauge
Somebody stop me, somebody come and get me
Little did I know, that the Lord was riding with me

[Chorus 2Pac]
Baby dont cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up
Baby dont cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up