Bone Thugs N Harmony - What About Us Lyrics
[chorus 2x](what about us? ) what about my niggaz still out on the street?(what about us? ) what about my partners doin time?(what about us? ) what about this arresting from the police?(what about us? ) what about my young thugs cry?[layzie]Its for my, incarcerated niggazThat stuck in the pin they coming homeGotta stay strong cause you aint aloneRemember you always got love from homeThey steal this pain and may not know itIm a boy and I gotta show itI hear them cries from the babiesI wish they had a chance dont wanna blow itBut unemployed for all the little girls and boysYou gotsa, love your mom and daddyAnd make them wonder why you give them ploysOh boy, its getting deep but more expensive then ever cheapBut what about that little nigga running the streetsMaking a living through his beatsWhat about these whack ass politiciansThey dont care if we live or dieWhat about that elderly barely breathing, gotta survive on ssiThey say america, its the land of the free and home of the braveIts mass hysteria, so bring your knees and hope we can fightAnd if bury us, at least we can live as we believeDog aint ever gonna break our prideAint nothing you can do to keep us weakAnd all of my soldiers come togetherGet on your feet and get ready to bustWhat about this war against terrorism (***** that)And what about this war against us[chorus][wish]What about them thugs thats dead and goneWhat about them thugs that aint even grownWhat about them thugs that out here lostAnd aint ever gonna find their way homeSuspicion got you furious, so grab your shit and listen upIts violence and violence, its the only way their gonna respect usIf its this system, in the ghetto back far to one place one timeKnow we gone, how they sleep at night if they know they be lyingThis shit we deal wit, we young black and fit lessLiving in the ghetto to ghetto and ghettoTo ghetto cause ghetto is all we knowThey beat us down for dumb shit, they lock us up for dumb shitFind out that Im innocent and still gotta fight for money they owe meAnd they wonder why we riot in the damn streetsThey cant hold us down we getting all that moneyAnd watch what I tell ya, everybody wants someHow they get it they dont careTry to kick it when you spittin real smoothBut they listening in my business trying to ***** up my move[chorus][bizzy]Dead niggaz Ive been to warBeen tall with shit I seen it allLike soap operas from ghetto starsI can tell when rappers getting bored, reallySometimes she a ***** sometimes my ladyAnd times when niggaz die she help like I was a babyThe simplest things in life were always the bestBreathing you ass back inhaling when chronic in your chestHey somebody call my momma and help me one more timeBefore I die my momma she carry me no commaNiggaz *****es and dramaI recollect walking and stoppinCops not even checking on me, juvenile delinquentAnd baby yall be respecting meThe b.o. it taking me inWhether we saving ***** the last thing we didAnd let the cops see all the shit that I didLike spittin on them foxies skied upIn the palm of my dickThis is the life that I loveThis is the life that I liveAnd its a life full of lust nigga[chorus][krayzie]My partner called me after courtThey said they got 25 to life just for slingin some dopeThey making some cheese just to feed their folksAnd they like somebody wont go homeIts sad cause its sadder for us to get caught up by the po-po fo shoAnd what about our boys and young girlsIn their wicked young worldComing to school wit heaters bustin their teachersWhatever happened to family and humanity we possesWhat about our babies, that struggling in this mess, dont streesCrooked coppers scaring the niggaz off in the hoodWhat about them niggaz that get blown off this block if they goodSee most of the niggaz still on the streetStill struggling and hustlin trying to get something eatSome of them resting in piece and some will never get freeBone thug gotta show love, keep it real and really realAnd let em know about us[chorus 2x]What about us? [repeat till end]
