[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 niggaz   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 nigga running the streets   Making a living through his beats   What about these whack ass 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 (fuck 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 shit 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 shit 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 shit, they lock us up for dumb shit   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 fuck up my move      [Chorus]      [Bizzy]   Dead niggaz I've been to war   Been tall with shit I seen it all   Like soap operas from ghetto stars   I can tell when rappers getting bored, really   Sometimes she a bitch sometimes my lady   And times when niggaz die she help like I was a baby   The simplest things in life were always the best   Breathing you ass 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   Niggaz bitches 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 fuck the last thing we did   And let the cops see all the shit 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 nigga      [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 niggaz off in the hood   What about them niggaz that get blown off this block if they good   See most of the niggaz 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]