Verse 1: Mike G
It`s a cryin` shame, brothers takin` life as a game
Growing up against the law, but no-one knows who`s to blame
Dealin` drugs on the corner, you don`t have to, but you wanna
A meal is hard to make, but you tell yourself you`re gonna
Dealing 12 to 12, day into evening
I wonder how you continue to be grieving
Your meal is made and it`s time to chill
You buy the black Mercedes Benz with the gold to the grill
Cruisin` up the ave while your friends get jealous
You find out, you quickly get restless
You buy a gun, it doesn`t help but hurt you
Because your so-called friend rattled on you
You`re in the pen serving 10 to 20
Your boy snatched your girl and put use to your money
You`re out for teen, but what does it mean?
You`re just a wasted, young brother who lost it all on a dream
Chorus: (sampled from What`s Going On by Marvin Gaye)
What`s goin` on, I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I
Yeah, what`s goin` on, I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I
Verse 2: Afrika, Mike G
My blood brother is bleeding, it`s a cryin` shame
Out on the street tryin` to play the game
Formally an in-mate straight from upstate
Can`t stop him now `cause you see it`s just too late
He`s on the run and he`s got a gun
Stay out his way unless you want some
See, he`s gettin` older, a bit more bolder
Got his name written up in the 5-0 folder
A big Christmas list of all the crime`s he`s committed
He says he didn`t do it, but we know he did it
Summons his lawyers, fingerprints, bung shots
Lookin` for my brother, yo, he`s at the drug spots
Livin` off that cheap Chinese food
He says he only bumps the people when he`s in the mood
Runnin` `round with his crews and his 2-2`s
I saw him last night in the prime time news
Shot and killed by a
His birth to the earth was a big mistake
Now, history was not my favourite subject
I used to flip through the pages and get upset
Seein` little of black and too much of the other
(They tried to brainwash you) Picture that, a jungle brother
Read this, read that, answer question 3
But when I got to 3, it had nothin` to do with me
Somethin` was wrong, and I knew it all along
Now tell me (please) what`s goin` on
Repeat chorus
Verse 3: Afrika, Mike G
A: Now, I`ve been told all the do`s and don`t-do-not`s
My mother, hallelujah, she called the shots
She said, Don`t play with guns and play with knives
And most of all, don`t play with other people`s wives
When you`re walkin` down the street, pay the pushers no mind
`Cause all they wanna do is put your mind on cloud nine
Put your head up high and your feet on the ground
You don`t have to be like everybody else to be down
Stay in school
G: Don`t be no fool
A: Don`t lose your temper
G: And keep your cool
A: Follow your heart
G: And not your friends
A: And some of your friends
G: Could lead you into dead ends
A: The other day my father said, Son, God bless your soul
Our life is gettin` tougher and the world is cold
I said, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, what do you mean? He said,
G: You ain`t got nothin` `less you got the green
A: I realise to myself things are gonna be hard
So each and every day I pray to God
I say, Now I lay me down to sleep
G: I give the Lord my soul to keep
A: If I should die before I wake
G: Take me to heaven `cause I need a break
A: But if you let me live to another morn
G: I`d like to know what`s goin` on
Chorus 2:
What`s goin` on, I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I
Tell me what`s goin` on, I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I
