Whats Going On
Rakim Lyrics


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What's going on?

What's happening it's been so long what's going on
And what's going wrong? The good old days are gone
You forgot your plot and your plans as a young man
You invented a scam even you don't understand

You rig the enigma can't figure it out
You change the route now you're in doubt
You use to cut class smoked grass still passed
Figured you was all that but that ain't last;

The times is harder, the drugs is heavier
You say whatever, the more, the merrier;
Smoke chokes your dreams and blurs your scenes,
Now a young man fiend change his plan to schemes;

No more good times, no more time,
Too far to find, you're almost blind,
You can't see what spot that the trap is in
(Hey bra!)What's happening!

You had it mapped out, your plans get torn,
You stayed up for days and now your dreams are gone
You said you quit, stated your word is bond
(Hey bro) what's going on?

What's going on?

My neighborhood don't look so good
I'll find a way out.. yeah, I would if I could,
But the government is doing a project
so I live in the projects;

Where we fight for elbow room to the doom,
Try to live long but you die too soon,
I might not be alive to see 25,
Taught at ten to make money and strive;

I sold tapes at school and made some ends
Met a lot of skins and even made some friends,
Cool, 'cause now I got a crew to run wit,
Break a couple of rules, have crazy fun wit;

But every now and then, they give my knuckle game a test,
But I won't fess, I just get rid of the stress!
And then shake hands like a man,
'Cause it's a family thing, only the crew would understand!

But you had a one on one fight wit drugs,
When we ain't cool no more, we buss slugs,
Clip after clip, until one of us is gone
(Hey bra!) what's going on?

Yo, what's going on?

The crime rate in New York State elevate,
A city filled wit hate, more deaths accumulate,
Drug wars daily, a lot of blood spilt,
Kids on the playground shot down and kilt!

Nobody wants to live on the 1st floor no more
'Cause stray bullets explore!
We're killing ourselves off slowly but surely,
And at the end of the year, I'm sure many more'll be

Rubbed out in a quest for clout
The rest'll be drugged out, this is bugged out!
Half of the projects is dead or locked up,
Kids getting kidnapped and then found chopped up.

Human abortion create distortions
And that's just a portion, you know that we're lost when
Babies are addicted to drugs when they are born!

(Hey bra!) what's going on?




(Hey bra!) what's going on?
(Hey bra!) what's going on?

Overall Meaning

Rakim's "What's Going On?" is a reflection on the changing times and the resulting chaos in society. The song's chorus repeats the question, "What's going on?" and asks specifically what's going wrong. The verses meditate on different aspects of a world seemingly gone awry, from an individual's personal struggles to live up to the expectations of their youth to societal issues, such as government projects that leave citizens stuck in bleak living conditions, and the rise of violence and drug addiction that devastate communities. The lyrics reveal a sense of frustration, confusion, and despair, as Rakim portrays both personal and communal suffering.


The song is a poignant commentary on the social and political issues of the late 1980s and early 1990s when Rakim released the album "The Master." The crime rate was high, and drug addiction and violence were widespread issues, particularly in urban areas. The song's critique of government projects could refer to the controversial formation of public housing projects that often left tenants in dire circumstances. Rakim's call for change, for people to acknowledge the problems facing their society, makes the song both timely and timeless. The introspective nature of the song's lyrics also gives it a universal appeal, as anyone can relate to the struggle to find meaning and purpose amidst turmoil.


Line by Line Meaning

What's going on?
Asking for an update on the current state of affairs.


What's happening it's been so long what's going on
Asking for an explanation about why things have changed so much and what the current situation is.


And what's going wrong? The good old days are gone
Wondering what led to the decline of the "good old days" and lamenting their loss.


You forgot your plot and your plans as a young man
Not following through with the plans and goals made in youth.


You invented a scam even you don't understand
Starting a dishonest scheme without a clear grasp of its workings.


You rig the enigma can't figure it out
Trying to cheat or manipulate something but unable to fully comprehend it.


You change the route now you're in doubt
Changing direction and subsequently feeling uncertain and hesitant.


You use to cut class smoked grass still passed
Taking part in recreational activities and still managing to succeed academically.


Figured you was all that but that ain't last;
Assuming that one is invincible, but ultimately being proven wrong.


The times is harder, the drugs is heavier
Describing the current state of society as tougher and with more severe drug problems.


You say whatever, the more, the merrier;
Taking a carefree attitude towards drug use and living recklessly.


Smoke chokes your dreams and blurs your scenes,
The use of narcotics inhibits one's ability to think clearly and work towards life goals.


Now a young man fiend change his plan to schemes;
A young man becomes addicted to drugs and shifts his focus to committing criminal acts to sustain his addiction.


No more good times, no more time,
The past is gone, and there is no hope for a better future.


Too far to find, you're almost blind,
Feeling hopeless and unable to see a way out of a dire situation.


You can't see what spot that the trap is in (Hey bra!)What's happening!
Unable to recognize the dangerous situation they are in and asking for advice or help.


You had it mapped out, your plans get torn,
Having a plan, but it gets ruined by unforeseen circumstances.


You stayed up for days and now your dreams are gone
Allowing addiction to take over and ruin one's life goals and dreams.


You said you quit, stated your word is bond (Hey bro) what's going on?
Claiming to have stopped drug use but still struggling and asking for help.


My neighborhood don't look so good
Describing the current state of the neighborhood as negative or dangerous.


I'll find a way out.. yeah, I would if I could,
Believing there is a way to improve one's life, but feeling powerless to do so.


But the government is doing a project so I live in the projects;
Being forced to live in low-income housing due to government policies and programs.


Where we fight for elbow room to the doom,
People in the projects struggle for space and basic necessities.


Try to live long but you die too soon,
Striving to live a long life, but it seems unlikely due to the dangerous environment.


I might not be alive to see 25,
Feeling like death is imminent and unlikely to live past a certain age.


Taught at ten to make money and strive;
Being trained from a young age to prioritize making money above all else and striving to succeed through hard work.


I sold tapes at school and made some ends
Working hard to make money through entrepreneurial means at a young age.


Met a lot of skins and even made some friends,
Meeting many new people and forming friendships.


Cool, 'cause now I got a crew to run wit,
Feeling happy to have a group of friends to spend time with.


Break a couple of rules, have crazy fun wit;
Engaging in risky behavior and feeling like it's exciting.


But every now and then, they give my knuckle game a test,
Being challenged to fight by friends in the group.


But I won't fess, I just get rid of the stress!
Choosing not to tell on his friends and instead release stress through other means.


And then shake hands like a man,
Resolving conflicts like mature adults.


'Cause it's a family thing, only the crew would understand!
Having a strong bond with the group of friends and feeling like only they can understand what it's like to be part of it.


But you had a one on one fight wit drugs,
Struggling with addiction and fighting a battle against drug use.


When we ain't cool no more, we buss slugs,
When friendships break down, people resort to violence.


Clip after clip, until one of us is gone (Hey bra!) what's going on?
Falling into a cycle of violence and asking for help and guidance to break free from it.


The crime rate in New York State elevate,
Describing the increase in crime rates in New York State.


A city filled wit hate, more deaths accumulate,
A bleak picture of a city that is full of hate and violence, resulting in more deaths.


Drug wars daily, a lot of blood spilt,
Daily violence due to drug-related conflicts, resulting in many casualties.


Kids on the playground shot down and kilt!
The shocking reality of children being murdered on playgrounds due to gun violence.


Nobody wants to live on the 1st floor no more
People living in low-income housing no longer feel safe on the first floor due to the prevalence of gun violence.


'Cause stray bullets explore!
Bullets from gun violence can hit anyone, even those who are not involved in the conflict.


We're killing ourselves off slowly but surely,
The people in the city are slowly dying due to the high levels of violence.


And at the end of the year, I'm sure many more'll be rubbed out in a quest for clout
Predicting that many more people will die due to the fight for power and status.


The rest'll be drugged out, this is bugged out!
The remaining inhabitants of the city will be consumed by drug addiction, making the situation even worse.


Half of the projects is dead or locked up,
A shocking reality that many people in low-income housing are either dead or in prison.


Kids getting kidnapped and then found chopped up.
The horrifying reality that children are being taken and killed, and their bodies are found mutilated.


Human abortion create distortions
The destruction of human lives leads to societal distortions and problems.


And that's just a portion, you know that we're lost when
The problems in society are vast and overwhelming, leading to a sense of hopelessness.


Babies are addicted to drugs when they are born! (Hey bra!) what's going on?
The tragic reality that even infants are being born addicted to drugs, and asking for help in the face of this crisis.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: ERIC BARRIER, WILLIAM GRIFFIN

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K, keep it movin'
I stand alone
M, it's my crown, my world, my throne
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A, Allah, who I praise to the fullest
K, keep it movin'
I stand alone
M, it's my crown, my world, my throne

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A, Allah, who I praise to the fullest
K, keep it movin'
I stand alone
M, it's my crown, my world, my throne
R, rugged and rough, that's how I do it
A, Allah, who I praise to the fullest
K, keep it movin'
I stand alone
M, it's my crown, my world, my throne

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Rest assured, when I rock def crowds and scream
Bismillah ir-Rahman ir-Rahim

It's the R, rugged and rough, that's how I do it
A, Allah, who I praise to the fullest
K, keep it movin'
I stand alone
M, it's my crown, my world, my throne
R, rugged and rough, that's how I do it
A, Allah, who I praise to the fullest
K, keep it movin'
I stand alone
M, it's my crown, my world, my throne
R, rugged and rough, that's how I do it
A, Allah, who I praise to the fullest
K, keep it movin'
I stand alone
M, it's my crown, my world, my throne
R, rugged and rough, that's how I do it
A, Allah, who I praise to the fullest
K, keep it movin'
I stand alone
M, it's my crown, my world, my throne

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