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c murder - where do we go lyrics

[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 she’d 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 she’d 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 b-st-rd 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]

[mac]
the ghetto is hot, it’s dark, and most of all it’s a prison
most of my n-gg-s 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 she’d tears

chorus [sons of funk]

[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
h-ll i’m just glad to be breathing
? like i was the projects for a reason
sh-t, tell my n-gg-s we gotta live, and some gotta give
y’all gotta rise above this sh-t, 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
n-gg-s 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 n-body seems to jam with us
we struggled to long at the bottom, nowhere else to go but up

chorus [sons of funk]

- c murder lyrics

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