What's Going On Lyrics
| Song | What's Going On |
| Artist | Jungle Brothers |
| Album | Straight Out The Jungle |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 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 |
| Verse 1: mike g | |
| It' s a cryin' shame, brothers takin' life as a game | |
| Growing up against the law, but noone 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 socalled 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, iiiiiiiiii | |
| Yeah, what' s goin' on, iiiiiiiiii | |
| 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 inmate 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 50 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 22' 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' tdonot' 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, iiiiiiiiii | |
| Tell me what' s goin' on, iiiiiiiiii |
| Verse 1: mike g | |
| It' s a cryin' shame, brothers takin' life as a game | |
| Growing up against the law, but noone 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 socalled 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, iiiiiiiiii | |
| Yeah, what' s goin' on, iiiiiiiiii | |
| 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 inmate 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 50 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 22' 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' tdonot' 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, iiiiiiiiii | |
| Tell me what' s goin' on, iiiiiiiiii |
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