[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
