[ti:Who We Be]
[ar:Dmx]
[00:02.10]
[00:02.22]Uhh, yeah
[00:04.56]Another one of those - this is for my nigga Q - down to earth joints
[00:07.86]Rest in peace baby, you’re not for me dawg
[00:12.00]
[00:12.45]They don’t knooow, who we beee
[00:17.74]They don’t knooow, who we beee
[00:23.00]
[00:23.40]What they don’t know is!
[00:24.07]The bullshit, the drama (uhh), the guns, the armour (what?)
[00:27.00]The city, the farmer, the babies, the mama (what?!)
[00:29.84]The projects, the drugs (uhh!), the children, the thugs(uhh!)
[00:32.70]The tears, the hugs, the love, the slugs (c’mon!)
[00:35.72]The funerals, the wakes, the churches, the coffins (uhh!)
[00:38.45]The heartbroken mothers, it happens, too often (why?!)
[00:41.46]The problems, the things, we use, to solve ’em (what?!)
[00:44.42]Yonkers, the Bronx (uhh!), Brooklyn, Harlem (c’mon!)
[00:47.42]The hurt, the pain, the dirt, the rain (uhh!)
[00:50.25]The jerk, the fame, the work, the game (uhh!)
[00:53.14]The friends, the foes, the Benz, the hoes (what?!)
[00:56.03]The studios, the shows, comes, and it goes (c’mon!)
[00:58.99]The jealousy, the envy, the phony, the friendly (uh-huh!)
[01:01.83]The one that gave ’em the slugs, the one that put ’em in me(whoo!)
[01:04.70]The snakes, the grass, too long, to see (uhh, uhh!)
[01:07.67]The lawnmower, sittin, right next, to the tree (c’mon!)
[01:10.00]
[01:10.34]They don’t knooow, who we beee
[01:15.66]They don’t knooow, who we beee
[01:21.56]They don’t knooow, who we beee
[01:27.23]They don’t knooow, who we beee
[01:33.00]
[01:33.09]What we seeing is!
[01:33.81]The streets, the cops, the system, harrassment (uh-huh)
[01:36.65]The options, get shot, go to jail, or getcha ass kicked (aight)
[01:39.59]The lawyers, the part, they are, of the puzzle (uh-huh)
[01:42.39]The release, the warning, "Try not, to get in trouble" (damn!)
[01:45.38]The snitches, the odds (uhh), probation, parole (what?!)
[01:48.29]The new charge, the bail, the warrant, the hole (damn!)
[01:51.17]The cell, the bus, the ride, up North (uh-huh)
[01:54.16]The greens, the boots, the yard, these hearts (uhh!)
[01:57.05]The fightin, the stabbin, the pullin, the grabbin (what?!)
[01:59.87]The riot squad with the captain, nobody knows what happened (what?!)
[02:02.80]The two years in a box, revenge, the plots (uhh!)
[02:05.65]The twenty-three hours that’s locked, the one hour that’s not (uhh!)
[02:08.58]The silence, the dark, the mind, so fragile (aight!)
[02:11.50]The wish, that the streets, would have took you, when they had you (damn)
[02:14.32]The days, the months, the years, dispair
[02:17.23]One night on my knees, here it comes, the prayer
[02:20.00]
[02:20.10]They don’t knooow, who we beee
[02:25.25]They don’t knooow, who we beee
[02:31.09]They don’t knooow, who we beee
[02:36.73]They don’t knooow, who we beee
[02:42.00]
[02:42.45]This here is all about!
[02:43.35]My wife, my kids (uh-huh), the life that I live (uh-huh)
[02:46.24]Through the night, I was his (uh-huh), it was right, but I did (uh-huh)
[02:49.16]My ups, and downs (uhh), my slips, my falls (uhh)
[02:52.05]My trials and tribulations (uhh), my heart, my balls (uhh)
[02:54.93]My mother, my father, I love ’em, I hate ’em (uhh!)
[02:57.85]Wish God, I didn’t have ’em, but I’m glad that he made ’em (uhh!)
[03:00.70]The roaches, the rats, the strays, the cats (what, what?!)
[03:03.62]The guns, knives and bats, everytime we scrap
[03:06.59]The hustlin, the dealin, the robbin, the stealin (uhh!)
[03:09.45]The shit, hit the ceilin, little boy, with no feelin’s (damn)
[03:12.34]The frustration, rage, trapped inside a cage
[03:15.27]Got beatin’s ’til the age, I carried a twelve gauge (aight!)
[03:18.17]Somebody stop me (please!), somebody come and get me (what?!)
[03:21.08]Little did I know, that the Lord was ridin with me
[03:23.94]The dark, the light (uhh), my heart (uhh), the fight (uhh)
[03:26.86]The wrong (uhh!), the right (uhh!), it’s gone (uhh!), aight?
[03:29.00]
[03:29.47]They don’t knooow, who we beee
[03:34.87]They don’t knooow, who we beee       (X4)
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[04:02.88]Man listen
[04:05.40]These motherfuckers don’t know, who we are!
[04:09.46]They don’t know
[04:11.28]They couldn’t possibly fuckin know dawg
[04:14.31]That’s from the heart