Texty: C-Murder. Where Do We Go.
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?
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
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
Gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone
Too 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 times 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?
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
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
Gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone
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 insistence
I tell the kids be persistent, when they follow they dreams
Ain't no telling what tomorrow 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
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
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
Gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone
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?
Still I'm glad to be breathing
[Incomprehensible] 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, 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 [Incomprehensible] 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, shit
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
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
Gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone
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?
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
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
Gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone
Too 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 times 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?
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
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
Gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone
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 insistence
I tell the kids be persistent, when they follow they dreams
Ain't no telling what tomorrow 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
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
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
Gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone
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?
Still I'm glad to be breathing
[Incomprehensible] 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, 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 [Incomprehensible] 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, shit
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
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
Gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone