Where ( I Just Wanna Know)

I just wanna know the life you live//Is it like me? Worried about ya kid?// And worried about the one which to whom you give ya rib// Focused on the back sliding, all the times you slid.// Down the wrong path and the wrong road, to ya soul getting sold// Yea i know the story's getting old// But now the world is getting so cold// So cold I highly doubt I'll even get a chance to be old// And so I'm sweating bout the future now// I pray to God that my baby gets a chance to make her daddy proud// So i could scream loud// As she walks across the stage// Knowing that she's no statistic and she's on her way// To a life of prosperity// No racism, sexism or no poverty// As I constantly// Remind her that she's my blessing// my life lesson// sorry mom and dad for the stressing//

Hook
Where...Are you coming from?, Are you going to?, What you going through? I just wanna know..
Where...Are you coming from?, Are you going to?, What you going through? I just wanna know..

Verse 2
Have you ever had to sell drugs or pimp hoes?// Or work two jobs and ya funds are to low?// To pay ya rent or to cover all ya bills?// Well I'm here to tell you man, I know how it feels// But if you look down, deep into ya soul// You'll see right there lies a big pot of gold// Don't ever let them take it// Or ever cop it// Cause they only gonna use you for a profit// See! I'm a prophet for the group man// I just stand here and// I just tell the truth// And for that they'll prolly keep me off the loop// Shit man, for that they'll prolly keep me from some loot// Shit man, I'm going ham// And I don't give a fuck// It's my chance to enlighten and my only way is up// Before my time is up// I got to let you know I had enough// I'm so tired of seeing my brothers in these handcuffs//
Hook
Where...Are you coming from?, Are you going to?, What you going through? I just wanna know..
Where...Are you coming from?, Are you going to?, What you going through? I just wanna know..

Verse 3

Boom, boom. Click, click. Another one dead// Another black male, with a bullet in his head// And his hands behind his back and the floor is all red// Lord, Father, God help us I can't take all of the blood shed// See this the kinda shit that's messing my head// Killas claiming they protect and serve// While having power that they don't deserve// If I protect myself, I wonder how much time I'll serve// You see the irony?// As they iron me// And they press me to be// Everything they want me to be// But they only let you see// The side that they want you to see// And if you seen the side that I seen, you walking with me// That means you probably// Been stop for robberies in the neighborhood// Cuz you're up to no good// Yea I know I sound like "Mr. Captain Save A Hood"// But trust me man I would if I could//

Hook
Where...Are you coming from?, Are you going to?, What you going through? I just wanna know..
Where...Are you coming from?, Are you going to?, What you going through? I just wanna know..