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Download from amazon.com Where Do We Go From Here (interlude) lyrics

 
Song Details
Artist(s)
  • 2Pac
  • Album(s)
  • R U Still Down? (Remember Me) (buy)
  • Power.. pow.. power...

    Guess who's back Hahaha, here we go
    It's ninety-fo', what's next

    Power.. enter my world

    I guess this year gonna be a motherfucker for real niggaz
    I swear these playa haters done got a taste of power
    It ain't all good in the hood
    Least not on my side, from where I stand
    And the law Man, fuck the law!
    Niggaz must outthink, outstep, and continuously outsmart
    the motherfuckin law, in every way
    Key word in ninety-four is 'down low'
    Gots to be struggling
    I see how the rich got theirs
    Nigga I'm legit, shit
    Where do we go from here
    (Who's afraid, of the punk police
    To my niggaz run the streets, fuck peace) -- [repeat in background]
    Heyyy niggaz, where your heart at
    See motherfuckers killin babies, killin mommas
    Killin kids, puttin this in they motherfuckin mark
    Now what type of mixed up trick would kill the future of our race
    before he would he look his enemy dead in the eye, and open fire
    These crazy motherfuckers got toys with guns
    Jails for guns, but still, no god damn jobs
    And they wonder why we loc'n up
    Where do we go from here
    Where do we go
    [singers singing variations of 'Where do we go from here']
    All you niggaz out there
    The clouds shook, the world listened
    We stood together in April of ninety-two
    With duty, and a sense of honor
    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 can WE do Shit
    I declare a death sentence to all child molestors
    Fake-ass bitches, male and female
    And all you punk-ass snitches
    We can do without your asshole
    Let no man break, what we set
    Where do we go from here

    Rest in peace, to Cato, I miss you
    All the other real G's that passed away in ninety-three
    In ninety-four, and more
    What do we do For us

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