Mopreme Shakur, Natasha Walker, Prince Ital Joe, Big Syke, 2Pac - What's Next lyrics
[Mopreme Shakur, Natasha Walker, Prince Ital Joe, Big Syke, 2Pac - What's Next lyrics]
Tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do
Now what's next
Tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do
Caught up in the middle my life's a riddle
Don't let it get ya i wanna be legal
But it's this hustling that gets me richer
One love to my peoples makin' money
I could see your bubblin' avoid all trouble
Beware of devils continue strugglin' cause
Nothing's impossible
If there's a will there's a way
To get your mind on official
Business you could be great
And it's been this way from the cradle
To the grave to get paid
My niggas do this every fuckin' day
We parlay through politics and conversations
It's information to my thug
Niggas in the congregation
Watch and bear witness To the
Pleasures of our participation
Separation is self-destruction what's
Needed is unification
Cause the world ain't hardly scared
If not prepared we sure to be
Buried and be no longer there
But no one cares or stand to share
All we get is stares because of fear
We'll evaporate say your prayers
And what's next
(The struggles continue
I'm strivin' with my crew)
Tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do
What's next
I plant one on his
Block chicken after chicken
There was a time that if you switch
You caught a stitchin'
And the main position statistician
And ghetto politician
My competition's nail 'em all top of the hill
My niggas kill for a thrill
But my soul brings the real
I'm all balled out
Tryin' to sell the devil the deal
I'm facin' forty case 'bout to spin a grip
And all my fuckin' homies for
Me for the same shit
The world is a snake pit
Your homies turn counterfeit
How much worser can it get
I'm not even feeling shit
I wish I could be legit
And turn this whole thing around
But there's no turnin' back
I'm steadily sinkin' down which way do I go
(The struggles continue
I'm strivin' with my crew)
Tell me what the fuck am I suppossed to do
What's next
I often wonder will the ways
Of today ever change
Now it's like the summer days
In the rain we gain
So much it held on through stormy weather
Just your touch and understandin'
Kept us together
No need to swear to stay down
At any costs gave me hugs and pounds
When I took that loss you the boss
Is what you told me and you didn't lie
Promise to never part until we die
Don't cry, baby girl
I know the world is crashin' on us
Plus I thought our relationship
Was built on trust
Don't fuss I made mistakes
You made mistakes too
What can we do but just think this through
Stay true with me don't mess with my enemies
Breakin' up is drivin' me crazy
So I'm highly occupied with
Women and my homies
To keep me from bein' lonely, so what's next
(The struggles continue
I'm strivin' with my crew)
Tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do
What's next
What's next
Some of them livin' in a booty complex
Tryin' to make the Thug Life crew vex
Some hate God and some worship checks
So tell me what the fuck's comin' in
If you spit in the sky it
Gonna drop in your fuckin' eye
You'll never miss the water 'till
The well runs dry
Real deep punkster then love a lot
When I clock me Glock some heads gonna fly
Yeah, in case you never know my
Name is Prince Idol Joe
Kickin' it with the Outlaw Immortal
Them you there is no true sing, remember
If you spit in the sky it
Gonna drop in your fuckin' eye
So don't disrespect at any aspect
Cause you gonna be a fuckin' suspect
Ribit's, Yes need some chill
Know what I mean love the
Youth and then them relove catch this
Now what's next
Tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do
Caught up in the middle my life's a riddle
Don't let it get ya i wanna be legal
But it's this hustling that gets me richer
One love to my peoples makin' money
I could see your bubblin' avoid all trouble
Beware of devils continue strugglin' cause
Nothing's impossible
If there's a will there's a way
To get your mind on official
Business you could be great
And it's been this way from the cradle
To the grave to get paid
My niggas do this every fuckin' day
We parlay through politics and conversations
It's information to my thug
Niggas in the congregation
Watch and bear witness To the
Pleasures of our participation
Separation is self-destruction what's
Needed is unification
Cause the world ain't hardly scared
If not prepared we sure to be
Buried and be no longer there
But no one cares or stand to share
All we get is stares because of fear
We'll evaporate say your prayers
And what's next
(The struggles continue
I'm strivin' with my crew)
Tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do
What's next
I plant one on his
Block chicken after chicken
There was a time that if you switch
You caught a stitchin'
And the main position statistician
And ghetto politician
My competition's nail 'em all top of the hill
My niggas kill for a thrill
But my soul brings the real
I'm all balled out
Tryin' to sell the devil the deal
I'm facin' forty case 'bout to spin a grip
And all my fuckin' homies for
Me for the same shit
The world is a snake pit
Your homies turn counterfeit
How much worser can it get
I'm not even feeling shit
I wish I could be legit
And turn this whole thing around
But there's no turnin' back
I'm steadily sinkin' down which way do I go
(The struggles continue
I'm strivin' with my crew)
Tell me what the fuck am I suppossed to do
What's next
I often wonder will the ways
Of today ever change
Now it's like the summer days
In the rain we gain
So much it held on through stormy weather
Just your touch and understandin'
Kept us together
No need to swear to stay down
At any costs gave me hugs and pounds
When I took that loss you the boss
Is what you told me and you didn't lie
Promise to never part until we die
Don't cry, baby girl
I know the world is crashin' on us
Plus I thought our relationship
Was built on trust
Don't fuss I made mistakes
You made mistakes too
What can we do but just think this through
Stay true with me don't mess with my enemies
Breakin' up is drivin' me crazy
So I'm highly occupied with
Women and my homies
To keep me from bein' lonely, so what's next
(The struggles continue
I'm strivin' with my crew)
Tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do
What's next
What's next
Some of them livin' in a booty complex
Tryin' to make the Thug Life crew vex
Some hate God and some worship checks
So tell me what the fuck's comin' in
If you spit in the sky it
Gonna drop in your fuckin' eye
You'll never miss the water 'till
The well runs dry
Real deep punkster then love a lot
When I clock me Glock some heads gonna fly
Yeah, in case you never know my
Name is Prince Idol Joe
Kickin' it with the Outlaw Immortal
Them you there is no true sing, remember
If you spit in the sky it
Gonna drop in your fuckin' eye
So don't disrespect at any aspect
Cause you gonna be a fuckin' suspect
Ribit's, Yes need some chill
Know what I mean love the
Youth and then them relove catch this