Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Where Do We Go From Here, artist - Nas. Album song Only God Can Judge Me, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.1998
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Priority
Song language: English
Where Do We Go From Here |
This goes out to all the soldiers out there |
All the fallen soldiers, all my soldiers seeking conviction |
Keep your head up and look to the stars for strength |
Ya heard me? |
(Hoody Hoo) |
Don’t let nothing hold you back |
Keep your eyes on your enemies |
And just remember a wise man learn, but a fool never will |
It ain’t no limit soldiers |
Dear Brother, I should I say soldiers of all colors |
Where we went wrong I wrote this love song for ya |
Let me begin to tell ya how I love ya |
And if your heart is anything like mine soldier I die for ya |
You never met me but you felt my presence |
Your father, Your son, your brother that’s my essence |
I’m only human so I stress like you, and I’m just like you |
And someday I gotta leave this flesh like you |
We all part of a plan that we would never truly understand |
In convictions, seeking confessions, but confused by the devil’s hand |
And no of us was born killers and thieves |
But its the evil we instill in the seed |
Am I soldier cause I run against the seed wodie? |
Don’t nothing truly exist but your dreams wodie |
And any times I find myself worshiping the morning |
But when you catch me off track just put me back on it |
With ya love… |
All my soldiers is all I have |
(Where do we go from here) |
All the bad times we went through |
Everyday our dreams come true |
(Where do we go from here) |
You need me and I need you |
(Lord tell me where do we go from here) |
Change your ways you have time |
(Lord tell me where do we go from here) |
Check it out |
I bought this two tickets to see these No Limit movies |
Foolish I Got The Hook Up!, me and my baby far from a hooker |
It’s good to see young men doing something right with their life |
Could be a the next Spielberg, I supported it I enjoyed it that night |
We thug millionaries, everywhere, you look we ballin' |
But there always gotta be somebody stupid to spoil it |
I call it, everytime I see it, it gets me heated |
This fake thugging, actin like they can’t bleep shit |
Another coward I gotta bury, I’m hot on you secondary |
We vow that you lesser than me |
We last forever, mask together |
No Limit, Ill Will, Queensbrigde, killers cash forever |
You feel this, have my whole projects on an airplane to kill shit |
Made nigga before the money, killers taking all this from me |
But I learned how to chill, now I’m rightfully living |
Cause the clowns out here get you life in the prison… Man |
Now to you living mothers, havin' hell raising you brothers |
Cause the baby’s daddy don’t love ya |
You still a queen ole' girl, don’t let him get you down |
Just do your thing if he real he gonna come around |
But if he don’t then you don’t need him |
He man enough to make 'em but not man enough to feed 'em |
And it kills him to see you suceeding |
So keep your head in the clouds, bump this love song loud |
And every bow, with your girls feeling proud |
Your heaven-sent |
And I don’t understand how you settle for the scrubs it was never meant |
You can do better by your lonely, there’s nothing like being free |
And it’s never to late so baby go get your G.E.D |
If you believe in you like I know you believe in me |
Then we can live in peace and no longer this misery |
Your world don’t stop, and ain’t no limit to trys |
And just remember this dark is just some light in disguise |
And my childern say Woah… |
Wassup soldiers yall keep ya’ll’s heads up |
It’s hard times, we spread love |
From ghetto’s everywhere |
From the south, to the east. |
to the world |
Wassup Nas, wassup Mac |
We got chase our dreams, I’m chasing mines |
Picture me in tha NBA |
Picture me still living |
Picture us all making changes |
That’s where we go from here |