2Pac:]Tell me what the **** am I suppose to doNow what's nextTell me what the **** am I suppose to doNow what's nextCaught up in the middleMy life's a riddleDon't let it get yaI wanna be legalBut it's this hustle that get me richerOne love to my peoples makin' moneyI can see you bubblin'Avoid all troubleBeware of devils continue strugglin'Nothin's impossible if there's a will there's a waySo get your mind on official businessYou can be greatAnd it's been this way from the cradle to the graveSo get paidMy *****z do this every ****in' dayWe parlayThrough politics and conversationThis information to my thug *****z in the congregationWatch and bare witness to the pleasures of participationSeparation is self destructionWhat's needed is unificationCause the world ain't hardly scaredIf not preparedBe sure to be bummy and be no longer thereBut no one cares it's there to shareAll we get is staresBecause of fear we'll evaporateSay your prayersAnd what's next[Chorus x2:]Hard livin' got me goin' insaneBut I'm addicted to the hustle I'm trapped in the gameWhatz nextI'm goin' crazyTell me tell me what the **** am I suppose to doWhatz next[A3:](Aye its on A3)Makaveli tried to warn usBut *****z ain't listen to PacNaw (listen listen) ***** really listen to Pac**** yean got it yet (no)Then you won't get itMight as well measure 'em upAnd have his *** fittedWhyCaught slippin' dog trippin' didn't soak gameGot his wig split like dem shutters on the airplaneNever will change *****z wit' no name no shameMight open ya head foe mess broke changeI stay posted like a flag (flag)Starin' through my rear view ballin' in a jag (jag)Bounce wit me Cali body rock down in H-TownWe gon' put these artificial bustas in they place nowTime foe a changeReal *****z rollin' wit' meMoney makin' swift decision we controllin' the streetsSide track by the broads and the fraudsAin't it strangeIt's the reason so many *****z get scarred in the gameWhatz next[Chorus x2][Jay Rock:]That money gotta make itWhat I gotta do to make itDo I really gotta take itPut this mack up to you face itDoin' what we gotta do to surviveJust ask Kweli doin' what we do to get bySome *****z stick to the crimePitchin' nickel and dimesWhat the **** we s'pose to doWho gon' give us a jobSo I tried and triedTried to get out the grindBut the block kept on callin' me backFiends kept on callin' for crackSo I supply 'em wit' thatGave 'em a reasonable fee***** don't blame it on me**** just look where I'm at*****z in gardensLAPD is the target*****z is heartless hustle regardlessLook that dope spot use to be an apartmentBut now it's just a place to hide the guns in the closetWatch ya step shift the grams under the carpetWe just tryin' hard not to see that coffinWhatz next[Chorus x2]