What You Gonna Do?
Sean Combs Lyrics

It's a Hell Up in Harlem, **** it, another day
Every day is the same in this dangerous neighborhood, but I have to keep going.

another dollar, wake up, to the barking from the Rottweilers
I'm just trying to make money and survive, but it's hard when you're surrounded by danger.

Pull the collars, make em sit for the Godfather
I have authority over these people and they must listen to me because I'm like a godfather to them.

Then I holler, to Justin my son, run the water
I'm taking care of my son and making sure he has what he needs, even in these dangerous conditions.

for the shower, trust fund scholarship sure to give him power
I'm investing in my son's future by setting up a trust fund and scholarship that will give him opportunities for success.

Baby momma call, she pick him up, in about an hour
My son's mother will pick him up soon and take care of him while I handle my business.

Now free to go, free to blow, with the calicos
Now that my son is taken care of, I can focus on my own activities, which include carrying guns for protection.

and the navajos, it's just the way this player knows
I have connections with many different types of people and I use those connections to my advantage.

anything goes, finally caught up with my nigga Sam Sam
I'm with my friend Sam now, who I haven't seen in a while.

Picked me up, in the tan Lex Land
Sam picked me up in his car, which is a tan Lexus.

Wanted breakfast down at Pan Pan's, what's your favorite dish?
Sam and I decided to go to Pan Pan's restaurant for breakfast and he asked me what I like to eat.

He ordered cheese eggs and grits, I had the swordfish
Sam ordered one dish and I ordered another, showing that we have different tastes and preferences.

What is this? Three niggaz dressed in black
Suddenly, three men dressed in black appear.

Roleys on they wrist, feathers in they hat
These men are flashy and wearing expensive watches and feathers in their hats.

One tapped me on my back, then pointed at my stack
One of the men tapped me on the back and then pointed to my money.

Put my finger on the trigger then I asked him, "Whatchu want nigga?"
I reach for my gun because I feel threatened and ask the man what he wants.

Whatchu gonna do when it's your turn to go
The chorus asks what will happen when it's someone's turn to face danger or death.

Whatchu gonna do when you can't take no mo'
The chorus asks what someone will do when they can't handle any more pressure or hardship.

You gonna cry like a ***** or take it nice and slow
The chorus questions whether someone will react emotionally or calmly in a tough situation.

I pray to God that I'm dreamin, I know my family wouldn't take it
I hope that what's happening isn't real, because my family couldn't handle the news if something bad happened to me.

when the doctor said, "He ain't make it"
The worst has happened, and the doctor has declared that I didn't survive.

Mom Dukes cryin, baby mom full of grief
My mother and the mother of my child are both mourning my loss.

Now she got beef with them withces up the street
The mother of my child is angry with the women I used to cheat on her with.

All because I used to creep, with her girlfriend Sharese
I was unfaithful to my child's mother with her friend Sharese.

She knows, I keep the hoes, from nation, to nation
My child's mother knows that I frequently cheat on her with women from all over the world.

On every radio station, Goodfellas in rotation, uhh
My music is popular and played on many radio stations, and I associate with dangerous men like the Goodfellas.

That's why niggaz wanna twist my stuff, flip my wig
People are jealous of my success and reputation and want to harm me.

Attempt to murder me like Tommy Gills
Someone has tried to kill me, just like they killed Tommy Gills.

Before they draw, niggaz threw me to the floor
The people who were trying to kill me physically attacked me and knocked me to the ground.

Drill holes in my pocket, Sam launch the rocket
The attackers took my money and valuables, and my friend Sam fired at them with a gun.

They wanna rip my arms out the socket, ****in heathens
The attackers were incredibly cruel and violent, wanting to do serious harm to me.

Love to see a nigga stop breathin
The attackers take pleasure in the suffering and death of others.

I heard a voice sing out, "Ain't you Sean Puffy Combs?
Even in the midst of danger and violence, people recognize me and my fame.

Here's your eulogy, meet you at the Crossroads"
Someone threatens to kill me and mockingly tells me they'll see me in the afterlife.

Nothing but clouds and white suits fill my vision
I'm close to death and my vision is becoming clouded and distorted.

Watching my life go down, like Christian
I'm aware that my life is ending, and I'm feeling helpless and trapped.

Listen hear them bullets rang, shotguns and Mac millis
I can hear the sounds of gunfire and weapons being fired outside.

spraying like a hurricane in this war called the terror game
The violence and danger in this area is like a hurricane, relentless and destructive.

And deuce deuces can't stand the pain
Even small-caliber guns are capable of causing great pain and harm.

Little guns ain't got no business in this blizzard
Small guns are useless in the midst of a violent attack like this.

they just kibitz, here's five shots to visit, blaka
The attackers are taking pleasure in shooting me and causing me pain.

Blowin bullet holes sizes of door knockers
The bullets are creating large, destructive holes in everything around me.

Three headed for my chest straight, the other two came a little late
Three bullets are heading straight for my chest, while two others missed and hit another target.

and just barely missed my face
One of the bullets narrowly missed my head.

I'm tryin to find a steady place between two cars
I'm trying to find shelter or protection between two parked cars.

One of us gon' either wind up dead, or behind bars
Somebody is going to end up either dead or in jail as a result of this attack.

Shit, I'm just tryin to live, so I can raise my kid
All I want is to survive and take care of my child.

and own the world, bone all the girlie girls
In addition to taking care of my child, I want to be successful and enjoy the company of women.

That's when I finally figured out
In the midst of all this chaos, I had an important realization.

That's that nigga David Arthur, Sharese baby father
I realized that my attackers were connected to Sharese, who had a child with a man named David Arthur.

And I didn't even bother to ask no further questions
Despite this realization, I realized that it didn't matter and wouldn't change my situation.

No more confessions only suggestions
At this point, it's too late for me to do anything differently. All I can do is offer suggestions for others.

If I ain't duck, I'd be on my deathbed
If I had not taken cover from the gunfire, I would have died.

Sucker move, for that they don't get no props
The attackers are cowards and don't deserve any respect or recognition for their actions.

Lil' Kim and them, mad they ain't bust no shots
My friends, including Lil' Kim, are upset that they couldn't defend me during the attack.

We in the block, no Land posters just old posters
The scenery around me has changed from modern-day images to old posters of gangsters.

of gangsta niggaz I see ghosts of gangsta figures
I am haunted by the images of past gangsters who faced the same dangers as me.

I'm tryin to hold my own when they snatched me out the car
When the attackers pulled me out of my car, I tried to defend myself.

Took me in the saloon and said, "Puffy, there you are"
The attackers took me to a bar, where they confronted me and identified me by name.

Them same cats we chased two blocks had new spots
The same people who were chasing me earlier have now reappeared in a different location.

washin dishes, I guess for goin out like witches
The attackers are reduced to working menial jobs like dishwashing, as a result of their actions.

I smacked em, gave a little speech, to mirth
I confront the attackers and give them a piece of my mind, expressing my anger and disappointment with their actions.

Happiness, cause me and all my peeps got hurt
Despite the pain and danger I've experienced, I'm happy that I have the support of my friends and loved ones.

That night, I said a little prayer, me and Justin
After the attack, I prayed for myself and my son Justin, hoping that we would both survive and be safe.

That's when I heard the bustin, yeah
The violence and danger of the neighborhood never truly stops, as the sound of gunfire can still be heard in the distance.