Intro

[2Pac]

Tell me
What the fuck
Am I supposed to do
Now what's next

Tell me
What the fuck
Am I supposed to do

Verse 1

[2Pac]

Caught up in the middle
My life's a riddle
Don't let it get you
Gonna be me
But it's this hustlin'
That gets me
Picture
One love to my peoples
Makin' money
I could see your brother
Avoid all trouble
Cause we ain't devils
Continue strugglin'
Cause nothings impossible
If there's a will
There's a way
To get your mind
On official business
You could get paid
And it's been this way
From the cradle to the grave
To get paid
My niggas
Do this every fuckin' day
We parlay
Two problems
Kick a conversation
It's information
To my thug niggas
In the congregation
Watch 'em bare witness
To the pleasures
Of participation
Pictures suppression
Is self-destruction
Puts me in the juniorfaction
Cause the world
Ain't hardly scared
If not prepared
We sure to be burried
And be no longer there
Because of me
It will evaporate
Say your prayers
And what's next

Chorus

[2Pac & Prince Idol Joe]

( The struggles continue )
( I'm strivin' with my crew )
Tell me
What the fuck
Am I suppossed to do
What's next

( The struggles continue )
( I'm packin' with my crew )
Please tell me
What the fuck
Am I suppossed to do
What's next

Verse 2

[One of Tha Outlaw Immortalz]

I plant one
On his block
Chicken after chicken
There was a time
That if you slip
You caught a stitchin'
And the main position
Saddition
And ghetto politician
My compettiton's
Nail 'em all
Top of the hill
My niggas kill
For a thrill
But my soul
Brings the real
I'm all balled out
Tryin' to sell
The devil a deal
I'm facin' forty case
'Bout to spin a grip
And all my fuckin' homies
For me
For the same shit
The world
Is a snake pit
You homies turn counterfit
How much worser
Can it get
I wish I could be legit
And turn this whole thing around
But there's no turnin' back
I'm standingly sittin' down
Which way do I go

Chorus

[One of Tha Outlaw Immortalz & Price Idol Joe]

( The struggles continue )
Tell me
What the fuck
Am I supossed to do
What's next

( The struggles continue )
( I'm strivin' with my crew )
Tell me
What the fuck
Am I supossed to do
What's next

( The struggles continue )
( I'm packin' with my crew )
Tell me
What the fuck
Am I supossed to do
What's next

( The struggles continue )
( I'm strivin' with my crew )
Tell me
What the fuck
Am I supossed to do
What's next

Verse 3

[Mussolini]

I often wonder
Will the ways
Of today
Ever change
Now it's like
The summer days
In the rain
We gain
So much it held on
Through stormy weather
Just your touch
And understadin'
Kept my shit together
No need to swear
To stay down
At any costs
Gave me hugs
And pounds
When I took that loss
You the boss
Is what you told me
And you didn't lie
Promise to never part
Until we die
Don't cry
Baby girl
I know the world
Is crashin' on us
Plus the thought
Our relationship
Was built on trust
Don't fuss
I made mistakes
You made mistakes too
What can we do
But just think this through
Stay true with me
Don't mess with my enemies
Breakin' up
Is drivin' me crazy
So I'm highly occupied
With women
And my homies
To keep me from bein' lonely
So what's next

Chorus

[Mussolini & Prince Idol Joe]

( The struggles continue )
( I'm strivin' with my crew )
Tell me
What the fuck
Am I supossed to do
What's next

( The struggles continue )
( I'm packin' with my crew )
Tell me
What the fuck
Am I supossed to do
What's next

( The struggles continue )
( I'm strivin' with my crew )
Tell me
What the fuck
Am I supossed to do
What's next

( The struggles continue )
( I'm packin' with my crew )
Tell me
What the fuck
Am I supossed to do
What's next

Outro

[Prince Idol Joe]

What's next
Some of them livin' in a booty complex
Tryin' to make the Thug Life crew vex
Some hate God
And some worship checks
So tell me what the fuck's
Comin' in
If you spit in the sky
It gonna drop in your fuckin' eye
You'll never miss the water
'Till the well runs dry
Real deep punkster
Then love a lot
When I clock me glock
Some heads gonna fly
Yeah
In case you never know
My name is Prince Idol Joe
Kickin' it with the Outlaw Immortal
Them you
There is no true
Sing
Remember
If you spit in the sky
It gonna drop in your fuckin' eye
So don't disrespect
At any aspect
Cause you gonna be
A fuckin' suspect
Ribits
Yes
Need some chill
Know what I mean
Love the youth
And then them relove
Catch this