Where Do We Go
C-Murder Mac Silkk The Shocker And Nuance Lyrics
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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?
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 shed 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 bastard 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]
Tell me where do we go from here?
Tell me why must I shed 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 shed my tears?
The ghetto is a jungle, but I call it home
I gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone
[Mac]
The ghetto is hot, it's dark, and most of all it's a prison
Most of my niggas 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 insistence
I tell the kids be persistent, when they follow they dreams
Ain't no telling what tomorrow brings
Ain't no time to be wasting, you want to 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 shed tears
Chorus [Sons of Funk]
Tell me where do we go from here?
Tell me why must I shed 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 shed my tears?
The ghetto is a jungle, but I call it home
I gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone
[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
Hell I'm just glad to be breathing
?? like I was the projects for a reason
Shit, tell my niggas we gotta live, and some gotta give
why'all gotta rise above this shit, 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 why'all my story
Niggas 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 nobody seems to jam with us
We struggled to long at the bottom, nowhere else to go but up
[Chorus] [Sons of Funk]
Tell me where do we go from here?
Tell me why must I shed 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 shed my tears?
The ghetto is a jungle, but I call it home
I gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone
The lyrics of C-Murder, Mac Silkk The Shocker And Nuance's song Where Do We Go reflect the harsh reality of growing up in the ghetto, where violence, drug addiction, and poverty are the norm. The song presents a sense of hopelessness and despair, as the artists struggle to find a way out of their difficult circumstances. C-Murder opens the track by expressing his desire to change his life for the better after being released from jail, but he is aware of the challenges ahead. He reflects on his upbringing and the absence of a father figure, which contributed to his troubles. His lyrics are exemplified by constant gunshots and drug use outside of his window. Mac speaks about his hometown's darker side, pointing out that most of his friends fell into a life of crime, and some of them are either dead, strung out or sentenced to life behind bars. Despite his success, he remains connected to his roots and wants to inspire the next generation.
Silkk's verse delves into the overarching theme of the song, where he asks, "Where do we go from here?" He mentions that he's grateful to be alive and breathing but doesn't know where to go next. Rather than providing a bleak outlook, he encourages his listeners to rise above their circumstances and turn negatives into positives. He wants the youth to understand that nobody else can hand them success and that they need to work hard to accomplish their dreams.
Overall, the song highlights the struggles and hardships faced by those growing up in the ghetto while striving for a better life. It's a reflection of emotion, sacrificing and hopelessness that many individuals face daily.
Line by Line Meaning
You know I just got outta jail and everything
I recently exited jail, and I am dedicated to improving my life.
and I'm trying to change my life for the better
I am endeavoring to improve my life circumstances.
You know I got kids to feed but I got a question you know
I have children to support, but I am uncertain of my future path.
Tell me where do we go from here?
Can anyone offer guidance as to my next steps?
Tell me why must I shed my tears?
Why do I seem to experience sorrow and disappointment so frequently?
The ghetto is a jungle, but I call it home
Although crime and poverty are common in my neighborhood, it is still where I belong.
I gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone
I encounter difficulties as I strive to survive, so I request to be left in peace.
So many rainy days and gun sprays, I'm hearing AK's out my window
Rainy weather and gunfire frequently impact my surroundings; I hear AK-47s in close proximity to me.
Close my shades, let me blaze on this indo
I will shut my blinds and smoke marijuana to ease my mind.
My situation getting sticky, life is green
My circumstances are becoming troublesome while money and marijuana provide temporary relief.
And I think about all the hard times we had
The difficult experiences my family has faced frequently occupy my thoughts.
No dad, no time shared, the buster never cared
My father was absent, and he never showed compassion or attention to our family.
A little bastard child, going wild,
As an illegitimate offspring, I acted rebelliously.
Another victim of a broken home, my TRU friend was the chrome
Coming from a dysfunctional household, I became close with my firearm.
Fresh outta jail, and I'm here to see the sun rise another year
I have recently exited prison and am grateful for the opportunity to witness another year of life.
The ghetto is hot, it's dark, and most of all it's a prison
The ghetto is a suffocating environment filled with crime and poverty, and it feels constricting and limiting.
Most of my niggas serve life sentences, only the few is risen
The majority of my acquaintances are serving life sentences in prison, but a small number have become successful.
Ain't no time to be wasting, you want to be a doctor or the patient?
One should not waste time and instead choose a career path, such as becoming a doctor rather than a patient.
It's up to you, cause nobody seems to jam with us
It is our responsibility to improve our lives because others seem not to have much interest in doing so.
We struggled to long at the bottom, nowhere else to go but up
We have long been struggling at the lowest point, and the only direction left to go is upwards.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: MAURICE JORDAN, COREY MILLER, VYSHONN KING MILLER, MCKINNLEY PHIPPS
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