Where Do We Go from Here (Inte-2Pac

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 motherf**ker 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, f**k the law! Niggaz must outthink, outstep, and continuously outsmart the motherf**kin law, in every way Key word in ninety-four is 'down low' Gots to be struggling I see how the rich got theirs Ni**a I'm legit, sh*t Where do we go from here? (Who's afraid, of the punk police? To my niggaz run the streets, f**k peace) -- repeat in background Heyyy niggaz, where your heart at? See motherf**kers killin babies, killin mommas Killin kids, puttin this in they motherf**kin 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 motherf**kers 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 motherf**kers, US What can WE do? Sh*t I declare a death sentence to all child molestors Fake-a** b**ches, male and female And all you punk-a** snitches We can do without your asshole 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?