Who We Be

They don’t know who we be
They don’t know who we be
They don’t know who we be
They don’t know who we be
What we seeing is
The streets, the cops, the system, harassment (Uh-huh)
The options, get shot, go to jail, or getcha ass kicked (Aight)
The lawyers, the part they 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 bail, the warrant, the hole (Damn)
The cell, the bus, the ride up North (Uh-huh)
The greens, the boots, the yard, these hearts (Uh)
The fightin', the stabbin', the pullin', the grabbin' (What?)
The riot squad with the captain, nobody knows what happened (What?)
The two years in a box, revenge, the plots (Uh)
The twenty-three hours that’s locked, the one hour that’s not (Uh)
The silence, the dark, the mind, so fragile (Aight)
The wish that the streets would have took you when they had you (Damn)
The days, the months, the years, despair
One night on my knees, here it comes, the prayer
They don’t know who we be
They don’t know who we be
They don’t know who we be
They don’t know who we be
This here is all about
My wife, my kids (Uh-huh), the life that I live (Uh-huh)
Through the night, I 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 father, I love 'em, I hate 'em (Uh)
Wish God, I didn’t have 'em, but I’m glad that he made 'em (Uh)
The roaches, the rats, the strays, the cats (What, what?)
The guns, knives and bats, every time we scrap (Come on)
The hustlin', the dealin', the robbin', the stealin' (Uh)
The shit hit the ceiling', little boy with no feelings (Damn)
The frustration, rage, trapped inside a cage
Got beatin’s 'til the age I carried a twelve gauge (Aight)
Somebody stop me (Please), somebody come and get me (What?)
Little did I know that the Lord was ridin' with me
The dark, the light (Uh), my heart (Uh), the fight (Uh)
The wrong (Uh), the right (Uh), it’s gone (Uh), aight?
They don’t know who we be
They don’t know who we be
They don’t know who we be
They don’t know who we be (Come on)
They don’t know who we be
They don’t know who we be
Man, listen (They don’t know who we be)
These motherfuckers don’t know who we are
They don’t know (They don’t know who we be)
They couldn’t possibly fuckin' know, dawg
That’s from the heart
Dawg, this shit is crazy