[2Pac:]
Tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do
Now what´s next
Tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do
Now what´s next

Caught up in the middle
My life´s a riddle
Don´t let it get ya
I wanna be legal
But it´s this hustle that get me richer
One love to my peoples makin´ money
I can see you bubblin´
Avoid all trouble
Beware of devils continue strugglin´
Nothin´s impossible if there´s a will there´s a way
So get your mind on official business
You can be great
And it´s been this way from the cradle to the grave
So get paid
My niggaz do this every fuckin´ day
We parlay
Through politics and conversation
This information to my thug niggaz in the congregation
Watch and bare witness to the pleasures of participation
Separation is self destruction
What´s needed is unification
Cause the world ain´t hardly scared
If not prepared
Be sure to be bummy and be no longer there
But no one cares it´s there to share
All we get is stares
Because of fear we´ll evaporate
Say your prayers

And what´s next

[Chorus x2:]
Hard livin´ got me goin´ insane
But I´m addicted to the hustle I´m trapped in the game
Whatz next
I´m goin´ crazy
Tell me tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do
Whatz next

[A3:]
(Aye its on A3)
Makaveli tried to warn us
But niggaz ain´t listen to Pac
Naw (listen listen) nigga really listen to Pac
Shit yean got it yet (no)
Then you won´t get it
Might as well measure ´em up
And have his ass fitted
Why
Caught slippin´ dog trippin´ didn´t soak game
Got his wig split like dem shutters on the airplane
Never will change niggaz wit´ no name no shame
Might open ya head foe mess broke change
I stay posted like a flag (flag)
Starin´ thru my rear view ballin´ in a jag (jag)
Bounce wit me Cali body rock down in H-Town
We gon´ put these artificial bustas in they place now
Time foe a change
Real niggaz rollin´ wit´ me
Money makin´ swift decision we controllin´ the streets
Side track by the broads and the frauds
Ain´t it strange
It´s the reason so many niggaz get scarred in the game

Whatz next

[Chorus x2]

[Jay Rock:]
That money gotta make it
What I gotta do to make it
Do I really gotta take it
Put this mack up to you face it
Doin´ what we gotta do to survive
Just ask Kweli doin´ what we do to get by
Some niggaz stick to the crime
Pitchin´ nickel and dimes
What the fuck we s´pose to do
Who gon´ give us a job
So I tried and tried
Tried to get out the grind
But the block kept on callin´ me back
Fiends kept on callin´ for crack
So I supply ´em wit´ that
Gave ´em a reasonable fee
Nigga don´t blame it on me
Shit just look where I´m at
Niggaz in gardens
LAPD is the target
Niggaz is heartless hustle regardless
Look that dope spot use to be an apartment
But now it´s just a place to hide the guns in the closet
Watch ya step shift the grams under the carpet
We just tryin´ hard not to see that coffin

Whatz next

[Chorus x2]