Where Do We Go From Here

[Intro: Master P]

This goes out to all the soldiers out there

All the fallen soldiers, all my soldiers seeking conviction

Keep your head up and look to the stars for strength

Ya heard me? (Hoody Hoo)

Don't let nothing hold you back

Keep your eyes on your enemies

And just remember a wise man learn, but a fool never will

It ain't no limit soldiers

[Verse 1: Master P]

Dear Brother, I should I say soldiers of all colors

Where we went wrong I wrote this love song for ya

Let me begin to tell ya how I love ya

And if your heart is anything like mine soldier I die for ya

You never met me but you felt my presence

Your father, Your son, your brother that's my essence

I'm only human so I stress like you, and I'm just like you

And someday I gotta leave this flesh like you

We all part of a plan that we would never truly understand

In convictions, seeking confessions, but confused by the devil's hand

And no of us was born killers and thieves

But its the evil we instill in the seed

Am I soldier cause I run against the seed wodie?

Don't nothing truly exist but your dreams wodie

And any times I find myself worshiping the morning

But when you catch me off track just put me back on it

With ya love....

[Hook: Sons of Funk (Master P)]

All my soldiers is all I have

(Where do we go from here)

All the bad times we went through

Everyday our dreams come true

(Where do we go from here)

You need me and I need you

(Lord tell me where do we go from here)

Change your ways you have time

(Lord tell me where do we go from here)

[Verse 2: Nas]

Check it out

I bought this two tickets to see these No Limit movies

Foolish I Got The Hook Up!, me and my baby far from a hooker

It's good to see young men doing something right with their life

Could be a the next Spielberg, I supported it I enjoyed it that night

We thug millionaries, everywhere, you look we ballin'

But there always gotta be somebody stupid to spoil it

I call it, everytime I see it, it gets me heated

This fake thugging, actin like they can't bleep shit

Another coward I gotta bury, I'm hot on you secondary

We vow that you lesser than me

We last forever, mask together

No Limit, Ill Will, Queensbrigde, killers cash forever

You feel this, have my whole projects on an airplane to kill shit

Made nigga before the money, killers taking all this from me

But I learned how to chill, now I'm rightfully living

Cause the clowns out here get you life in the prison.....Man

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Mac]

Now to you living mothers, havin' hell raising you brothers

Cause the baby's daddy don't love ya

You still a queen ole' girl, don't let him get you down

Just do your thing if he real he gonna come around

But if he don't then you don't need him

He man enough to make 'em but not man enough to feed 'em

And it kills him to see you suceeding

So keep your head in the clouds, bump this love song loud

And every bow, with your girls feeling proud

Your heaven-sent

And I don't understand how you settle for the scrubs it was never meant

You can do better by your lonely, there's nothing like being free

And it's never to late so baby go get your G.E.D

If you believe in you like I know you believe in me

Then we can live in peace and no longer this misery

Your world don't stop, and ain't no limit to trys

And just remember this dark is just some light in disguise

And my childern say Woah...

[Hook]

[Outro: Master P]

Wassup soldiers yall keep ya'll's heads up

It's hard times, we spread love

From ghetto's everywhere

From the south, to the east. to the world

Wassup Nas, wassup Mac

We got chase our dreams, I'm chasing mines

Picture me in tha NBA

Picture me still living

Picture us all making changes

That's where we go from here