be us (Why us) Shit like the argue and the fuss (why) or.... it might just be the trust (The trust) Damn why us (Why us.. why us) Damn why us ohhh ((
amped up, repping the Savior, baby, we stand up Man up for the risen who picked us up and scanned us Purchased some worthless dudes, and now He hands us
die let the world understand why Soldier my eyes hate to see a young thug cry They seeing us inside a casket That's how they see us Oh God forgive us
There is no limit to what WE can achieve That's all on us... us... Not my niggaz, not the whites, not the enemies or none of them motherfuckers, US What
t gettin better But you keep, tellin us, that it is while your motherf**kin troops keep killin our kids, dig Don't be surprised if you see us Dumpin with
The preacher want me buried why? Cause I know he a liar Have you ever seen a crackhead, that's eternal fire Why you got these kids minds, thinkin that
mac spit O.G. give 'em the word, you gonna get yo' ass hit I don't know why niggaz like to talk bad about me I'm the richest nigga they know without a
Got Me Super High My Team Movin Pies My Team Move And Rise Clutchin On 45s Fuck With Us Its Suicide Cuz U Get Crucified Green Got Us Flyin G-Fulls
switch Michael Stipe: Father, father P Diddy: Father help us, come on Michael Stipe: Everybody thinks we're wrong Alicia Keys: Oh, but who are they to judge us
the 1999 rewinds, you didn't even make any strides Murder all around the whole world, it's nauseatin Everybody's hatin everybody, overrated Why everybody
Ask them why they don't bother Oh no, oh no Make me turn to my father And ask him why they all got us trapped souls Nas: I can feel what was bothering
: [B-Real] I rolled you up like my Rizla Cut you up, with my sisters You wanna get us - yeah, the venom spitters Your style's trash: don't litter You
Michael Stipe: Father, father P. Diddy: Father help us, come on Michael Stipe: Everybody thinks we're wrong Alicia Keys: Oh, but who are they to judge us
million dollars? Get the fuck out of here Chorus One: Eminem You see I'm, just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) I'm just a regular guy, I don't know why
the many lives he's saved before Show us starving kids through expensive lenses On a far and distant shore Of which, when sold, could feed a good few Hey mister rich - Why
stop the pain, lord stop the rain [Chorus] [Ice Cube] Keep goin, little homey why you slowin? Keep rollin, little homey why you slowin? Keep rollin, little homey why
mind, it's time to unload on this so-called government we've got If I lied like them, I think I'd get shot They sell drugs to kids and say it's us And