Power..
pow..
power
Guess who s back? Hahaha
here we go It s ninety-fo
what s next? Power..
enter my world I guess this year gonna be a mother er for real niggaz I swear these playa haters done got a taste of power It ain t all good in the hood Least not on my side
from where I stand And the law? Man
the law! Niggaz must outthink
outstep
and continuously outsmart the mother in law
in every way Key word in ninety-four is down low Gots to be struggling I see how the rich got theirs Nigga I m legit
shit Where do we go from here? (Who s afraid
of the punk police? To my niggaz run the streets
peace) -- [repeat in background] Heyyy niggaz
where your heart at? See mother ers killin babies
killin mommas Killin kids
puttin this in they mother in mark Now what type of mixed up trick would kill the future of our race before he would he look his enemy dead in the eye
and open fire? These crazy mother ers got toys with guns Jails for guns
but still
no god damn jobs And they wonder why we loc n up Where do we go from here? Where do we go? [singers singing variations of Where do we go from here ] All you niggaz out there The clouds shook
the world listened We stood together in April of ninety-two With duty
and a sense of honor There is no limit to what WE can achieve That s all on us
us
Not my niggaz
not the whites
not the enemies or none of them mother ers
US What can WE do? Shit I declare a death sentence to all child molestors Fake-ass bitches
male and female And all you punk-ass snitches We can do without your Let no man break
what we set Where do we go from here? Rest in peace
to Cato
I miss you All the other real G s that passed away in ninety-three In ninety-four
and more What do we do? For us? |
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