paroles de chanson What's Going On - Jungle Brothers
Verse
1:
Mike
G
It′s
a
cryin'
shame,
brothers
takin′
life
as
a
game
Growing
up
against
the
law,
but
no-one
knows
who's
to
blame
Dealin'
drugs
on
the
corner,
you
don′t
have
to,
but
you
wanna
A
meal
is
hard
to
make,
but
you
tell
yourself
you′re
gonna
Dealing
12
to
12,
day
into
evening
I
wonder
how
you
continue
to
be
grieving
Your
meal
is
made
and
it's
time
to
chill
You
buy
the
black
Mercedes
Benz
with
the
gold
to
the
grill
Cruisin′
up
the
ave
while
your
friends
get
jealous
You
find
out,
you
quickly
get
restless
You
buy
a
gun,
it
doesn't
help
but
hurt
you
Because
your
so-called
friend
rattled
on
you
You′re
in
the
pen
serving
10
to
20
Your
boy
snatched
your
girl
and
put
use
to
your
money
You're
out
for
teen,
but
what
does
it
mean?
You′re
just
a
wasted,
young
brother
who
lost
it
all
on
a
dream
Chorus:
(sampled
from
What's
Going
On
by
Marvin
Gaye)
What's
goin′
on,
I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I
Yeah,
what′s
goin'
on,
I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I
Verse
2:
Afrika,
Mike
G
My
blood
brother
is
bleeding,
it′s
a
cryin'
shame
Out
on
the
street
tryin′
to
play
the
game
Formally
an
in-mate
straight
from
upstate
Can't
stop
him
now
′cause
you
see
it's
just
too
late
He's
on
the
run
and
he′s
got
a
gun
Stay
out
his
way
unless
you
want
some
See,
he′s
gettin'
older,
a
bit
more
bolder
Got
his
name
written
up
in
the
5-0
folder
A
big
Christmas
list
of
all
the
crime′s
he's
committed
He
says
he
didn′t
do
it,
but
we
know
he
did
it
Summons
his
lawyers,
fingerprints,
bung
shots
Lookin'
for
my
brother,
yo,
he′s
at
the
drug
spots
Livin'
off
that
cheap
Chinese
food
He
says
he
only
bumps
the
people
when
he's
in
the
mood
Runnin′
′round
with
his
crews
and
his
2-2's
I
saw
him
last
night
in
the
prime
time
news
Shot
and
killed
by
a
His
birth
to
the
earth
was
a
big
mistake
Now,
history
was
not
my
favourite
subject
I
used
to
flip
through
the
pages
and
get
upset
Seein′
little
of
black
and
too
much
of
the
other
(They
tried
to
brainwash
you)
Picture
that,
a
jungle
brother
Read
this,
read
that,
answer
question
3
But
when
I
got
to
3,
it
had
nothin'
to
do
with
me
Somethin′
was
wrong,
and
I
knew
it
all
along
Now
tell
me
(please)
what's
goin′
on
Repeat
chorus
Verse
3:
Afrika,
Mike
G
A:
Now,
I've
been
told
all
the
do's
and
don′t-do-not′s
My
mother,
hallelujah,
she
called
the
shots
She
said,
"Don't
play
with
guns
and
play
with
knives
And
most
of
all,
don′t
play
with
other
people's
wives
When
you′re
walkin'
down
the
street,
pay
the
pushers
no
mind
′Cause
all
they
wanna
do
is
put
your
mind
on
cloud
nine
Put
your
head
up
high
and
your
feet
on
the
ground
You
don't
have
to
be
like
everybody
else
to
be
down
Stay
in
school
G:
Don't
be
no
fool
A:
Don′t
lose
your
temper
G:
And
keep
your
cool
A:
Follow
your
heart
G:
And
not
your
friends
A:
And
some
of
your
friends
G:
Could
lead
you
into
dead
ends"
A:
The
other
day
my
father
said,
"Son,
God
bless
your
soul
Our
life
is
gettin′
tougher
and
the
world
is
cold"
I
said,
"Daddy,
Daddy,
Daddy,
what
do
you
mean?"
He
said,
G:
"You
ain't
got
nothin′
'less
you
got
the
green"
A:
I
realise
to
myself
things
are
gonna
be
hard
So
each
and
every
day
I
pray
to
God
I
say,
"Now
I
lay
me
down
to
sleep
G:
I
give
the
Lord
my
soul
to
keep
A:
If
I
should
die
before
I
wake
G:
Take
me
to
heaven
′cause
I
need
a
break
A:
But
if
you
let
me
live
to
another
morn
G:
I'd
like
to
know
what′s
goin'
on
Chorus
2:
What's
goin′
on,
I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I
Tell
me
what′s
goin'
on,
I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I
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