Power.. pow.. power...

Guess who's back? Hahaha, here we go

It's ninety-fo', what's next?

Power.. enter my world


I guess this year gonna be a mother$#&@er for real ^!$$%z
I swear these playa haters done got a taste of power

It ain't all good in the hood
Least not on my side, from where I stand
And the law? Man, $#&@ the law!

^!$$%z must outthink, outstep, and continuously outsmart
the mother$#&@in law, in every way
Key word in ninety-four is 'down low'

Gots to be struggling
I see how the rich got theirs
^!$$% I'm legit, %#@!

Where do we go from here?
(Who's afraid, of the punk police?
To my ^!$$%z run the streets, $#&@ peace) --> repeat in background

Heyyy ^!$$%z, where your heart at?
See mother$#&@ers killin babies, killin mommas
Killin kids, puttin this in they mother$#&@in mark

Now what type of mixed up trick would kill the future of our race
before he would he look his enemy dead in the eye, and open fire?
These crazy mother$#&@ers got toys with guns

Jails for guns, but still, no god damn jobs
And they wonder why we loc'n up
Where do we go from here?

Where do we go?
*singers singing variations of 'Where do we go from here'*
All you ^!$$%z out there

The clouds shook, the world listened
We stood together in April of ninety-two
With duty, and a sense of honor

There is no limit to what WE can achieve
That's all on us... us...
Not my ^!$$%z, not the whites, not the enemies

or none of them mother$#&@ers, US
What can WE do? %#@!
I declare a death sentence to all child molestors

Fake-ass (*##$es, male and female
And all you punk-ass snitches
We can do without your $$#hole

Let no man break, what we set
Where do we go from here?


Rest in peace, to Cato, I miss you
All the other real G's that passed away in ninety-three
In ninety-four, and more

What do we do? For us?