Bone Thugs-n-harmony - What About Us lyrics

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Bone Thugs-n-harmony - What About Us lyrics

[Chorus: x2] (What about us?) What about my n***as 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? It's for my incarcerated n***as That stuck in the pin they coming home Gotta stay strong cause you ain't alone Remember you always got love from home They steal this pain and may not know it I'm a boy and I gotta show it I hear them cries from the babies I wish they had a chance don't want to blow it But unemployed for all the little girls and boys You got'sa, love your mom and daddy And make them wonder why you give them ploys Oh boy, its getting deep but more expensive then ever cheap But what about that little n***a running the streets Making a living through his beats What about these whack a** politicians They don't care if we live or die What about that elderly barely breathing, gotta survive on SSI They say America, it's the land of the free and home of the brave It's ma** hysteria, so bring your knees and hope we can fight And if bury us, at least we can live as we believe Dog ain't ever gonna break our pride Ain't nothing you can do to keep us weak And all of my soldiers come together Get on your feet and get ready to bust What about this war against terrorism (f** that) And what about this war against us [Chorus] What about them thugs that's dead and gone What about them thugs that ain't even grown What about them thugs that out here lost And ain't ever gonna find their way home Suspicion got you furious, so grab your sh** and listen up It's violence and violence, it's the only way their gonna respect us If it's this system, in the ghetto back far to one place one time Know we gone, how they sleep at night if they know they be lying This sh** we deal wit', we young black and fit less Living in the ghetto to ghetto and ghetto to ghetto cause ghetto is all we know They beat us down for dumb sh**, they lock us up for dumb sh** Find out that I'm innocent and still gotta fight for money they owe me And they wonder why we riot in the damn streets They can't hold us down we getting all that money And watch what I tell ya, everybody wants some How they get it they don't care Try to kick it when you spittin' real smooth But they listening in my business trying to f** up my move [Chorus] Dead n***as I've been to war Been tall with sh** I seen it all Like soap operas from ghetto stars I can tell when rappers getting bored, really Sometimes she a b**h sometimes my lady And times when n***as die she help like I was a baby The simplest things in life were always the best Breathing your a** back inhaling when chronic in your chest Hey somebody call my momma and help me one more time Before I die my momma she carry me no comma n***as b**hes and drama I recollect walking and stoppin' Cops not even checking on me, juvenile delinquent And baby y'all be respecting me The B.O. it taking me in Whether we saving f** the last thing we did And let the cops see all the sh** that I did Like spittin' on them foxies skied up In the palm of my dick This is the life that I love This is the life that I live And it's a life full of lust n***a [Chorus] My partner called me after court They said they got 25 to life just for slingin' some dope They making some cheese just to feed their folks And they like somebody won't go home Its sad cause its sadder for us to get caught up by the po-po fo sho' And what about our boys and young girls In their wicked young world Coming to school wit' heaters bustin' their teachers Whatever happened to family and humanity we possess What about our babies, that struggling in this mess, don't stress Crooked coppers scaring the n***az off in the hood What about them n***az that get blown off this block if they good See most of the n***az still on the street Still struggling and hustlin' trying to get something eat Some of them resting in piece and some will never get free Bone Thug gotta show love, keep it real and really real And let 'em know about us [Chorus: x2] What about us?