Lyrics:
twenty-five words
And uh, I couldn't do it, I wrote out five pages
And uh, I have it here
It's uh, have it by accident, actually, ha
But-but I, I-I'd like
Where do we go, we go , from here
Where do we go, we go, from here
Where do we go, where do we go
We go, where do we go
From here, where do we go
Juan Pablo
Take me to diablo
Cuz I know he waiting on me
Where I come from
Down in the slum-slums
Guns get drawn and aimed on me
And I know I have my
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
I need to book a flight to LA
Despite all I
that, Royce, where you at?
I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers, I pry apart you
Lump on your head designed by a bar stool
Designed by
second intercepted
By the grind, gettin' mine
Nickel 9 for the haters
I reply "see you later"
When I die, go to hell, meet your maker
It's time
I get fly
on the map
Puna on the map
We came from different strains oh woah
All my Soldiers where you at
Where the fuck you at
Let me show Puna how to dance
We putting
the ghetto, from the slums/ In a little while, you go dey see us for the sun/ Pay attention, Nel P, difficult to shun/ Lagos to London, Bros, you dey
Niggas po' pimpin like they been broke
Mind set is do or die
For the cash money sell their soul to the bluest eye
Every slum and village is the same
[Intro: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
Yo this O.D.B. and Slum Village
Detriot wild out! You know how we do
[Chorus: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
Girl, if you're
my city
But I love it
I'm from the dirty glove, I wouldn't change it up
This oppression raised me, and slum village they held me down
Now I'm living up
borrow a billion
Mediterranean by a village (woo)
I'm surrounded by cocktails and beautiful women to kick it with (woo)
Yeah, yeah, I'm in this bitch,
Ride that wip that the ballers drive
Big GT Royce Chevy that's ridin' high
Swang on 'em when you ridin' by and I'm gone
Where do we go from here
got to tell you where it's coming from
Guns of Navarone tearing up your battle zone
Rip through your slums
I twist darts from the heart, tried
got to tell you where it's coming from
Guns of Navarone tearing up your battle zone
Rip through your slums
I twist darts from the heart, tried
4, 3, 2 And 1 (And three, two, one)
Here we go now
We're coming back from the bathroom break
Had a pretty good pee
But over in the distance I can see
NIGGA
W.O.H.
I thought I told ya
I thought I told ya
We Out Here NIGGA
Fuck your feelings
No one cares about'em
Raising up the ceiling
From the very
Like tell me where do I go
Tell me where do I go
Tell me where do I go from here, here
Tell me where do we go
Blinded by my ego
Like what the hell do
Like colts about the waste. So Annie, now--
Have we not known each other all our lives?
I do beseech you by the love you bear
Him and his children not
'Yo this O. D. B. and slum village
Detroit wild out, you know how we do
Girl, if you're flexible, intellectual
Bisexual, can I get next to you
If
brung, ungodly slum
Cough up a lung where I'm from marcy son!
Ain't nothing nice
Flushing Avenue to be more precise
Never discount it, if you want it
Pay
Slums baby, we in the slums (look)
I ain't got ya average rapper story
Came up both parents they were clapping for me
Graduated high school
a hero, you nothin' but a zero
A nigga for the people, where ever they go we go
Hear 'em say, oh my God, here he come, here he come
Hear 'em say, oh my
where ma drillers and I come from
This is for my Gs in Gidi 'N' in London
When we roll thru
Everybody knows who
Tell me what you gon do when we come for
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