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[C-Murder] You know I just got outta jail and everything and I`m trying to change my life for the better You know I got kids to feed but I got a question you know Where do I go from here?
Chorus [Sons of Funk]
Tell me where do we go from here? Tell me why must I shed my tears? The ghetto is a jungle, but I call it home I gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone Tell me where do we go from here? Tell me why must I shed my tears? The ghetto is a jungle, but I call it home I gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone
[C-Murder] So many rainy days and gun sprays, I`m hearing AK`s out my window Close my shades, let me blaze on this indo My situation getting sticky, life is green I mean I`m 19, and my momma is a dope fiend And I think about all the hard times we had No dad, no time shared, the buster never cared A little bastard child, going wild, Another victim of a broken home, my TRU friend was the chrome And if it wasn`t for bad, I had no luck at all I represented my hood, I sprayed my name on the wall Fresh outta jail, and I`m here to see the sun rise another year But tell me where do we go from here
Chorus [Sons of Funk]
Tell me where do we go from here? Tell me why must I shed my tears? The ghetto is a jungle, but I call it home I gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone Tell me where do we go from here? Tell me why must I shed my tears? The ghetto is a jungle, but I call it home I gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone
[Mac] The ghetto is hot, it`s dark, and most of all it`s a prison Most of my niggas serve life sentences, only the few is risen I made it out the hood but my people still there Some of them dead, strung out, up in they wheelchair I still care from a distance and I know that any day could lead me back to that crimey insistance I tell the kids be persistent, when they follow they dreams Ain`t no telling what tommorrow brings Ain`t no time to be wasting, you wanna be a doctor or the patient? Hesitation can lead to expiration, only God can predict it, Where do we go from here, snorting powder, drinking beer Smokin` crack, killin` our peers, I shed tears
Chorus [Sons of Funk]
Tell me where do we go from here? Tell me why must I shed my tears? The ghetto is a jungle, but I call it home I gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone Tell me where do we go from here? Tell me why must I shed my tears? The ghetto is a jungle, but I call it home I gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone
[Silkk] Where do we go from here, after we all gone and where do we go after we ain`t got no place to call home Hell I`m just glad to be breathing ?? like I was the projects for a reason Shit, tell my niggas we gotta live, and some gotta give Y`all gotta rise above this shit, and turn negatives into positive Yeah I struggled, but I`ma hustler, and that`s self explanatory So if I die trying, the hood can just tell y`all my story Niggas seen killings and drug dealings, imagine we`d dream through it all Old ladies ?? through the window, I guess she done seen it all It`s up to you, cause nobody seems to jam with us We struggled to long at the bottom, nowhere else to go but up
Chorus [Sons of Funk]
Tell me where do we go from here? Tell me why must I shed my tears? The ghetto is a jungle, but I call it home I gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone Tell me where do we go from here? Tell me why must I shed my tears? The ghetto is a jungle, but I call it home I gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone
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