Who We Be (ft. 2Pac)

[DMX] 
What they dont know is! 
The [bad word]  the drama, the guns, the armour 
The city, the farmer, the babies, the mama 
The projects, the drugs, the children, the thugs 
The tears, the hugs, the love, the slugs 
The funerals, the wakes, the churches, the coffins 
The heartbroken mothers, it happens, too often 
The problems, the things, we use, to solve 'em 
Yonkers, the Bronx, Brooklyn, Harlem 
The hurt, the pain, the dirt, the rain 
The jerk, the fame, the work, the game 
The friends, the foes, the Benz, the hoes 
The studios, the shows, comes, and it goes 
The jealousy, the envy, the phony, the friendly 
The one that gave 'em the slugs, the one that put 'em in me 
The snakes, the grass, too long, to see 
The lawnmower, sitting, right next, to the tree 

[Chorus 2Pac] 
Baby dont cry, I hope you got your head up 
Even when the road is hard, never give up 
Baby dont cry, I hope you got your head up 
Even when the road is hard, never give up 

[DMX] 
What we seeing is! 
The streets, the cops, the system, harassment 
The options, get shot, go to jail, or getcha [bad word] kicked 
The lawyers, the part, they are, of the puzzle 
The release, the warning, "Try not, to get in trouble" 
The snitches, the odds, probation, parole 
The new charge, the bail, the warrant, the hole 
The cell, the bus, the ride, up North 
The greens, the boots, the yard, these hearts 
The fighting, the stabbing, the pulling, the grabbing 
The riot squad with the captain, nobody knows what happened 
The two years in a box, revenge, the plots 
The twenty-three hours thats locked, the one hour thats not 
The silence, the dark, the mind, so fragile 
The wish, that the streets, would have took you, when they had you 
The days, the months, the years, dispair 
One night on my knees, here it comes, the prayer 

[Chorus 2Pac] 
Baby dont cry, I hope you got your head up 
Even when the road is hard, never give up 
Baby dont cry, I hope you got your head up 
Even when the road is hard, never give up 

[DMX] 
This here is all about! 
My wife, my kids, the life that I live 
Through the night, I was his, it was right, but I did 
My ups, and downs, my slips, my falls 
My trials and tribulations, my heart, my balls 
My mother, my father, I love 'em, I hate 'em 
Wish God, I didnt have 'em, but I'm glad that he made 'em 
The roaches, the rats, the strays, the cats 
The guns, knives and bats, everytime we scrap 
The hustling, the dealing, the robbing, the stealing 
The [bad word]  hit the ceilin, little boy, with no feelins 
The frustration, rage, trapped inside a cage 
Got beatings till the age, I carried a twelve gauge 
Somebody stop me, somebody come and get me 
Little did I know, that the Lord was riding with me 

[Chorus 2Pac] 
Baby dont cry, I hope you got your head up 
Even when the road is hard, never give up 
Baby dont cry, I hope you got your head up 
Even when the road is hard, never give up