What Can I Do
Yo-Yo Feat. Ice Cube Lyrics


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(In any country, prison is where society sends it's failures
But in this country, society itself, is failing)

Tadow, how you like me now, I'm in the mix?
It's 1986 and I got the fix with a chicken and a quota
Got the baking soda, let the water boil, workers all loyal
Dropped out the twelfth
'Cause my wealth is shorter than a midget on his knees
Now I slang keys
Infest my hood with crack, 'cause I'm the mack
Take a nation of millions to hold me back
Too big for my britches, and I got bitches
Now I'm hittin' switches, niggas want my riches
Used to get eighteen when my G was alive, now a ki' is thirteen-five
'89s the number, another summer
Police ain't get no dumber
Streets dried up, used to think it would last
But being a king pin is a thing of the past
They tried to blast me for selling a boulder
Now I got my ass in Minnesota
Got my own crew, it's on brand new

Damn, what can I do?
Tadow
(Now it was on, from dusk to dawn and everything jumped)
What the fuck can I do?
Tadow
(Now it was on, from dusk to dawn and everything jumped)

Already done stacked me half a meal ticket
Bought a house next to Prince, so now I can kick it
Now I got ends, wavin' to my friends, rollin' in my Benz
Goin' to see the Twins, play at the Dome
Police all tappin' my mobile phone
I'm almost home
Gettin' excited, indicted, spent a grip and a year tryin' to fight it
Lawyer got paid, plea, no contest
And everything I own got repossessed
Now take a look at the dust
And I'm happy 'cause I only got thirty six months
Never picked up a book
But my arms are 16 inches, niggas, look
Can't wait for '92 so I can get with my crew
And see, what can I do

Tadow
(Now it was on, from dusk to dawn and everything jumped)
And it's on like, yeah

Fucked up in the pen, now it's '94
Back in LA and I'm bailin' in the dough
Everybody know I gotta start from scratch
So where the work at? And nigga's smirk at?
Me say ain't nothin' poppin' from here to the LB
What you tell me?
No, it ain't crackin', everybody's jackin' for a coupe
'Cause, they sent in the troops
Even though I got muscle, that ain't my hustle
Takin' niggas shit in a tussle
No skills to pay the bills
Takin' about education to battle inflation
No college degree, just a dumb ass G
(Yeah, you, nigga)
Who me?
I got a baby on the way, damn, it's a mess
Have you ever been convicted of a felony? Yes
Took some advice from my Uncle Fester
All dressed up in polyester
Welcome to McDonald's, may I please help you?
Shit, what can I do?

Tadow
(Now it was on, from dusk to dawn and everything jumped)

The white man has broke every law known to man, to establish AmeriKKKa
But he'll put you in the state penitentiary
He'll put you in the federal penitentiary
For breaking these same laws
Now, we gon' look and see if this motherfucker is guilty
For the laws he'll put you in jail for
Drug using, drug selling, armed robbery, strong armed robbery, grand larceny
Rape, racketeering, conspiracy to commit murder, extortion
Aggravated assault, mayhem, sodomy of the black man, trespassing
Embezzlement, perjury, kidnapping, smuggling, grand theft, brandishing a firearm
Carrying a concealed weapon, breaking and entering and premeditated, cold-blooded murder

Guilty on every charge

Ayo, what's up homie? Ah, why you just sittin' here lookin' up in the sky?
Waitin' on the Lord
Waitin' on the Lord?
That's right, waitin' on my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ
So you ain't gon' do nothing with your life but sit here and wait for Jesus to fall out the sky?




That's right
Alright then

Overall Meaning

The Yo-Yo feat. Ice Cube's song "What Can I Do?" is a song that reflects a particular time in American history. The lyrics speak about the effects of the crack epidemic in American cities in the 1980s and early 1990s. The song speaks of the singer's life as a drug dealer, the glamour, and the downfall of their criminal enterprise. The lyrics suggest that the singer is aware that what they are doing is wrong, but they feel they have no other options. They are continually asking themselves, "what can I do?" looking for a way out of their situation. The lyrics also offer a commentary on America's justice system, which disproportionately affects people of color, sending them to prison for crimes that have been made possible by the social and economic conditions of their communities.


The song critiques America's institutionalized racism and the social and economic inequalities that lead people to sell drugs to survive. The song also offers an alternative explanation to the popular narrative of drugs being infiltrated into black communities by outside elements. It notes that the drug problem was created and perpetuated by individuals who were already living in those communities. Ultimately, "What Can I Do?" provides a perspective on the struggles of those caught up in America's drug epidemic and its criminal justice system.


Line by Line Meaning

In any country prison is where society sends it's failures
In general, society sends those who fail to prison.


But in this country society itself is failing.
In this country, society as a whole has failed.


Today how you like me now I'm in the mix?
Today, are you impressed that I'm in the mix?


It's 1986 and I got the fix with the chicken and a quota
In 1986, I have a solution for the problem that I'm trying to fix with chicken and a quota.


Got the baking soda let the water boil workers all loyal
I have the baking soda and boiling water ready for the workers who are all loyal.


Dropped out the twelve'th 'cause my wealth is shorter than a midget on his knees Now I slang keys
I dropped out of school because I was poor and now I'm selling drugs.


Infest my hood with crack, 'cause I'm the mack
I sold crack in my neighborhood because I thought I was cool.


Take a nation of millions to hold me back Too big for my britches, and I got bitches
I think I'm super important and I have many women interested in me.


Now I'm hittin' switches, niggas want my riches
I'm showing off my fancy car and people are jealous of my wealth.


Used to get 18 when my G was alive, now a key is 13-5
I used to pay $18 for drugs, but now it costs $13,500.


'89s the number, another summer Police ain't get no dumber
It's 1989 and the police are still not catching on to my drug dealing.


Streets dried up, used to think it would last
The drug market in my neighborhood has slowed down and I thought it would never end.


But being a king-pin is a thing of the past
Being a drug kingpin is no longer an option.


They tried to blast me for selling a boulder Now I got my ass in Minnesota Got my own crew, it's on brand new
The authorities caught me for selling drugs and I'm now in Minnesota. I have a new crew of people working for me.


Damn, what can I do?
I'm in a difficult situation and don't know what to do.


Already done stack me half a mill ticket Bought a house next to Prince, so now I can kick it
I have already made a lot of money and bought a house next to Prince so I can relax.


Now I got ends, wavin' to my friends, rollin' in my Benz
I have a lot of money and I'm driving around in my fancy car.


Goin' to see the Twins, play at the dome Police are tappin' my mobile phone I'm almost home
I'm going to watch the Twins play, but the police are monitoring my phone calls. I'm almost home.


Gettin' excited, indited, spent a grip and a year tryin' to fight it
I'm excited to be in trouble, and I spent a lot of time and money trying to fight the charges.


Lawyer got paid, plea, no contest And everything I own got repossessed
I paid my lawyer and pleaded no contest, but I lost everything I own.


Now take a look at the dust And I'm happy 'cause I only got 36 months
I lost everything and I'm happy that I only got a 36-month sentence.


Never picked up a book But my arms are 16 inches, niggas look
I never read a book, but I have big muscles and people are impressed.


Can't wait for '92 so I can get with my crew And see, what can I do?
I can't wait for 1992 so I can reunite with my crew and figure out what to do next.


Fucked up in the pen, now it's ninety-fo Back in LA, and I'm bailin' in the dough
I had a tough time in prison and now it's 1994. I'm back in LA and making a lot of money.


Everybody, now I gotta start from scratch So where to work at, and niggas smirk at Me say ain't nothin' poppin' from here to the LB
I have to start over from scratch and look for work, but people are laughing at me because nothing is happening in the area.


What you tell me? No it ain't crack, and everybody's jackin' for a coupe 'cause, they sent in the troops
People are stealing cars because the police presence is heavy, and they think it's not safe to sell crack anymore.


Even tho I got muscle, that ain't my hustle Takin' niggas shit in a tussle
I have muscles, but I'm not using them to make money. Instead, I'm getting into fights and stealing things from people.


No skills to pay the bills Takin' 'bout education to battle inflation
I don't have any valuable skills that would help me make money, so I'm talking about education to help me deal with inflation.


No college degree, just a dumb ass G (Yeah you Nigga, who me?)
I don't have a college degree and I'm just a gangster. Someone asks me if that's true and I confirm it.


I got a baby on the way, damn it's a mess Have you ever been convicted of a felony? Yes
I have a baby on the way and everything is a mess. Someone asks me if I've been convicted of a felony and I admit that I have.


Took some advice from my Uncle Fester All dressed up in polyester
I took advice from my Uncle Fester and dressed up in polyester.


Welcome to McDonald's may I please help you? Shit, what can I do?
I'm now working at McDonald's, wondering what I should do next.


The white man has broke every law known to man to establish AmeriKKKa.
The white man has broken many laws to establish America as it is today.


But he'll put you in the state penitentiary, He'll put you in the federal Penitentiary for breaking these same laws.
The white man will put you in jail if you break the laws he's already broken.


Now we gonna look and see if This motherfucker is guilty for the laws He'll put you in jail for
Now we're going to see whether someone who breaks the same laws that the white man has broken will be found guilty.


Drug using, drug selling, armed robbery, strong armed robbery, grand Larceny, rape, racketeering, conspiracy to commit murder, extortion, Aggravated assault, mayhem, sodomy of the black man, trespassing, Embezzlement, purgery, kidnapping, smuggling, grand theft, brandishing A firearm, carrying a concealed weapon, breaking and entering, and Premeditated cold-blooded murder.
These are all crimes that could lead to being sent to jail: drug use, drug dealing, robbery, assault, murder, and more.


Guilty on every charge.
The person being accused is found guilty on all charges.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Teren Delvon Jones, O'Shea Jackson, Clarence Reid

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