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BONE THUGS-N-HARMONY lyrics : "What About Us"


[Chorus 2x]
(What about us?) What about my ^!$$%z 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 ^!$$%z

That stuck in the pin they coming home
Gotta stay strong cause you aint 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 wanna 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 ^!$$% running the streets

Making a living through his beats
What about these whack $$# 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
Its mass hysteria, so bring your knees and hope we can fight

And if bury us, at least we can live as we believe
Dog aint ever gonna break our pride
Aint 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 ($#&@ that)

And what about this war against us

[Chorus]


[Wish]
What about them thugs that's dead and gone

What about them thugs that aint even grown
What about them thugs that out here lost
And aint ever gonna find their way home

Suspicion got you furious, so grab your %#@! and listen up
Its violence and violence, it's the only way their gonna respect us
If its 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 %#@! 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 %#@!, they lock us up for dumb %#@!
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 $#&@ up my move


[Chorus]


[Bizzy]
Dead ^!$$%z I've been to war
Been tall with %#@! I seen it all

Like soap operas from ghetto stars
I can tell when rappers getting bored, really
Sometimes she a (*##$ sometimes my lady

And times when ^!$$%z die she help like I was a baby
The simplest things in life were always the best
Breathing you $$# 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
^!$$%z (*##$es 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 $#&@ the last thing we did
And let the cops see all the %#@! 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 ^!$$%

[Chorus]


[Krayzie]
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 posses
What about our babies, that struggling in this mess, don't strees
Crooked coppers scaring the ^!$$%z off in the hood
What about them ^!$$%z that get blown off this block if they good
See most of the ^!$$%z 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 2x]

What about us? [Repeat till end]

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