It blows my mind to see so many people sufferin'
Yeah, man, I'm strapped let's go hit 'em
Goddamn! Drug dealers dealin' to the kiddies
I hope she hugs me, 'cause she never dug me
Mommy and Daddy they got married, they make love every night
A tragedy, because from them there was so much to learn
Momma's crazy 'cause her baby's in a hearse
We try to cry, but still they all die
'Cause I see nothin' feminine about givin' your brother some love
Wussup wit the love, wussup wit the love?
Both of them are black men, but they still can't get along
Wussup wit the love, wussup wit the love?
Hollered at me talkin' 'bout I messed up her ten dollars
Now, men want racism, black folks in prison, me bar
Boo-ya-kaw is the sound, brothers goin' down in the worst way
Wussup wit the love, wussup wit the love?
(So many people)
This land once owned by Indians, who then would learn to burn
Look deeply in each other's eyes, you know we are the ones
The one that Momma sold my sneakers, thought she says he's freakin' her
One brother speaks in African, one sings Jamaican songs
I figure still I hustle, tussle with the fool at school
Wussup wit the love, wussup wit the love?
Wussup wit the love, wussup wit the love?
I got to let you know that I'm in love with you
(The pain that's all around)
I got my son a gun for his birthday
What's goin' on with the luh-uh-ove?
Had the doubt until I caught 'em, then I fought 'em, then she slapped me
(Fool talkin' about 'what's up', fool don't know me man)
(Dope fiends sellin' their babies)
But I give the props to brothers on my level
Instead of trying to be above
Yes I'm in love with you
Wussup wit the love?
I try to speak to the youth, and the truth is they all high
I'm so in love with you
Everything's gonna be alright
And I just can't understand, why there must be such fighting
But Momma's gettin' tired, and Poppa hits the pipe at night
Racism is a cloud that blocks us from the sun
(I know man, you can't even say 'what's up' to a brother no more)
(Everybody's acting crazy)
People, I'm in love with you
It's like a curse, and it hurts 'cause it's worse
Now we've had enough, everybody wants to be tough
(I put one in him! Hey, yo, you got your thang?)
Wussup wit the love, wussup wit the love?
Livin' in the city ain't no pity on the itty-bitty
It blows my mind to see the pain that's all around
It blows my mind to see so many people down
As I sit and wonder, my other brother's steadily goin' under
You will find the key to life is checking for you friends
(Everybody's down)
I see 'em kissin' wishin' I got the props that Pops, I mean the rocks, got
What can I say but watch your back, youngster
