We Do This
2Pac feat. MC Breed Lyrics

Power pow power
The song starts by emphasizing the idea of power.

Guess who's back? ha ha ha, here we go
The artist returns with a laugh, signaling that something is about to happen.

It's ninety-fo', what's next?
The year is 1994, and the artist is curious about what comes next.

Power enter my world
The idea of power returns, and the artist invites the audience to enter his world.

I guess this year gonna be a motherfucker for real niggas
The artist predicts that this year will be tough for people like him.

I swear these playa' haters done got a taste of power
There are people who hate on the artist, but they've gained power.

It ain't all good in the hood
Things are not good in the neighborhood.

Least not on my side, from where I stand
Things are especially bad for the artist personally.

And the law? Man, fuck the law!
The artist doesn't have any respect for the law.

Niggas must out think, out step, and continuously outsmart The motherfuckin' law, in every way
The artist suggests that people like him must be smarter than the law to survive.

Key word in ninety-four is 'down low'
The artist highlights that being secretive is important in 1994.

Gots to be struggling
The situation is tough and challenging.

I see how the rich got theirs
The artist has noticed how the rich have succeeded.

Nigga I'm legit, shit
The artist asserts that he is legitimate.

Where do we go from here? (Who's afraid, of the punk police?
The artist asks a question about what to do next while referencing the fear of the police.

To my niggas run the streets, fuck peace)
The artist encourages people to keep fighting for their rights on the streets.

Hey niggas, where your heart at?
The artist challenges his audience to show their bravery and dedication.

See motherfuckers killin' babies, killin' mommas Killin' kids, puttin' this in they motherfuckin' mark
The artist criticizes those who harm innocent people and asks what their motive is.

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?
The artist poses a question about why people kill their own race and suggests that such actions are delusional.

These crazy motherfuckers got toys with guns Jails for guns, but still, no god damn jobs And they wonder why we loc'n up
The artist highlights the lack of opportunities and abundance of guns and prison, leading to increased violence.

Where do we go from here? Where do we go? ("Where do we go from here")
The artist repeats the question about what to do next, emphasizing the urgency of the situation.

All you niggas out there The clouds shook, the world listened We stood together in April of ninety-two With duty, and a sense of honor
The artist remembers how people stood together with a sense of duty and honor in 1992.

There is no limit to what we can achieve That's all on us, us Not my niggas, not the whites, not the enemies Or none of them motherfuckers, US
The artist believes that people can achieve anything together, regardless of race or enemies.

What can we do? Shit
The artist acknowledges that the situation is difficult, but asks what can be done.

I declare a death sentence to all child molesters Fake-ass bitches, male and female And all you punk-ass snitches We can do without your asshole
The artist condemns child molesters, fake people, and snitches who don't help the situation.

Let no man break, what we set Where do we go from here?
The artist encourages people to stay strong and repeats the question about what to do next.

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
The artist remembers people who passed away, and acknowledges that more deaths are likely to come.

What do we do? For us?
The artist asks what can be done for people like him.