Текст песни What We Gon' Do? - 2-4

Uhh
Listen, listen, yeah
Mic check, yeah
Ok, ok

Mic check 1-2, 1-2
I'm strapped, you strapped
Tell me what you gon' do
Mic check 1-2, 1-2
I'm strapped, you strapped
Tell me what you gon' do

History in the makin'
Pardon me if I'm mistaken
Leave the whole world shaken
God save em'
Best know what I'm bout'
I pump up the crowd
North, west, east, and south
What you about
All these people they showin' me love
Hollerin' my set
Betting that I'ma be
One of the best
Luckily I'm blowin' up big sucka'
Got nothin' on a brother who spit thunder'
Guh unda
I'm cooking in the core
These dreams making me wonder
With lucidity, I'm free as I can be
Yuh dunkno
With precision, I will funnel
Energetic ether
I can feel it through my blood bro
It's done though
I'm like the sun I bun dem
Making movements with the fam
While society is stuck in,
The paradigm of cuffing
Stray shots and the duckin'
And the cops yeah they love it
The more that we suffer, they eating
So they don't give a fuck
As soon as we wake up they runnin' outta luck
Damn

1-2 1-2
I'm strapped, you trapped
Tell me what you gon' do
Mic Check, 1-2, 1-2
I'm strapped, you strapped
Tell me what you gon' do
Mic Check, 1-2, 1-2
I'm strapped, you strapped
Tell me what you gon' do
Mic Check, 1-2, 1-2
1-2, 1-2

Unasked questions
Limited time to define my essence
Left you with a rhyme and designed my lesson
I'm on the road to define my presence
To the land where I can apprehend successes
And bring about blessings through my profession
It's evident,
You cannot handle my intelligence
I could be president
Never da puppet if ever I plummet
I'ma get right back up and never give up
Or say fuck it
I'ma lift off and they'll love it
Bugging for success
Feindin' not for the glamour
But for the best of the best
Is it really a crime to intercept ya stress
With some good, good, loving
Got the whole hood to love him
Feels so good, doesn't it
Hug and kiss I'm outtie
I'm on a mission to find myself in a rare
I'm sorry, illuminati got me
Materialistic, hunting the riches
Fast cars and bitches
Envisioning what I require
Not just the toys for boys
Who never really grew up into wise men
But droids and clones
My voice holds the code to destroy
Whatever that's wrong with this hell hole
So be careful, cause we all under the spell though
Let it go

1-2 1-2
Tell me what you gon' do
1-2 1-2
Tell me what you gon' do
Tell me what you gon' do

And we fly away
Then we fly away