Lyrics Where Am I Going.lrc Nas
[id: ytwpdcvy]
[ar: Nas]
[al: In My Ghetto]
[ti: Where Am I Going]
[length: 04:12]
[00:01.36]Uh, where am I going?
[00:05.58]Where am I? Where the hell am I?
[00:08.78]Yo, it’s ill
[00:11.42]Yo, my wife’s tired of fucking me
[00:13.22]Life tries ducking me
[00:14.37]Luckily, I find ’em just at the right time
[00:16.66]Mac in my right arm, tequila bottle in my left arm
[00:19.34]Like Christion, watching my life go
[00:21.26]Can’t do myself in
[00:22.51]Wolves in the night yo, hell’s men
[00:24.76]Two revolvers, I can let 12 spin, hop in my Benz
[00:28.28]Push it to the limit, buck-sixty, who wit’ me?
[00:30.66]My Cris’, two L’s, twisted blunts and inner conscience
[00:33.55]Telling me that I ain’t shit
[00:35.13]No matter how much cash I sit wit’
[00:36.94]Still gotta ask the Lord for forgiveness
[00:38.80]My precious baby girl came like forty nights of rain
[00:41.78]To replenish my adolescent brain
[00:43.64]Blessed be her name, before her birth, I was insane
[00:46.59]So I drive to cool the pressure down, delay the pain
[00:48.93]I ate from these poisonous, fucked up streets
[00:51.88]Tasted larceny, it was sweet, I starved for more to eat
[00:54.71]Though I took, that was to live, hope God will forgive
[00:57.16]As odd as it is, the more I gain the harder it is
[00:59.85]To maintain, bitches playin’ games
[01:01.46]Niggas snitchin’, I ain’t saying names
[01:03.32]But y’all niggas better watch how y’all slang
[01:05.25]Lost so many close niggas
[01:06.84]Drunk, almost crashed, I’m going too fast
[01:09.22]Highway patrol will just flash
[01:10.74]Lights in my rearview
[01:11.90]If they stop me, I hope they lock me
[01:13.70]Instead they speed ahead
[01:15.01]Yo, nigga, watch me
[01:16.62]I’m drunk by myself, gun under my seat
[01:18.53]I don’t want none of my peeps caught up in none of my beef
[01:21.29]I’ma ride to the end of the road if I have to
[01:24.18]Praying no car speeds by for me to crash to
[01:26.87]Steering wheel in my hand, trying to hold it steady
[01:29.45]Anything in my way is dead
[01:30.70]’Cause that’s the way I feel, I am already
[01:32.93]When I’m drunk by myself, alone in the zone
[01:36.04]Drunk by myself
[01:37.16]Heard niggas hate me, but I hated too once
[01:40.19]Been in the shoes of a Wolf in the night when he hunts
[01:42.88]For every shell niggas bust, we bust at ourselves
[01:45.40]Can’t tell these niggas nothing though
[01:47.09]Bullets wake ’em up well
[01:48.36]Take ’em to hell
[01:49.14]Stick up niggas once ran up on me
[01:51.09]My decadent lifestyle attracted sharks on me
[01:53.59]I ain’t your mark, homie
[01:55.03]It’s hard to look straight, my foot on the brake
[01:57.10]Spilling my bottle, not even shook of the Jakes
[01:59.06]Could hardly look both ways
[02:00.39]Put out the haze, blurry vision
[02:01.97]Think about the time in my life before I was in television
[02:04.59]Hella women, jealous niggas up in my vision
[02:07.24]Since we all hood niggas, expect kilos
[02:09.40]But what they not seeing is police expect RICO
[02:12.11]Only if I could take care of everybody, intoxicated
[02:15.39]Windows up, blastin’ A.C., going wherever instinct takes me
[02:18.41]I hate it when I’m like this
[02:20.32]The bottle’s my accomplice
[02:21.11]I’m drunk by myself, gun under my seat
[02:23.33]I don’t want none of my peeps caught up in none of my beef
[02:25.66]Yo, I’ll ride to the end of the road, if I have to
[02:28.80]Praying no car speeds by for me to crash to
[02:31.62]Steering wheel in my hand, I try to hold it steady
[02:33.92]Anything in my way is dead
[02:35.85]’Cause that’s the way I feel I am already
[02:37.93]When I’m drunk by myself, alone in the zone
[02:40.66]Drunk by myself
[02:41.70]The reason that I want to be alone
[02:43.29]Tired of all the things that went wrong
[02:45.45]That would have went right if I would have did it on my own
[02:47.58]Take another swig
[02:48.39]The more I drink, the more I think bad thoughts
[02:50.25]Fake friends who hung around, who wanna bring you down
[02:52.84]Not knowing who to trust, rumors about niggas coming through
[02:55.54]Supposedly to shoot at us, not knowing what was true
[02:58.44]Or what to believe, that’s why I’m on the low lately
[03:00.64]Choosing a Henny bottle over a friend, driving again
[03:03.78]To keep my mind off that weak shit
[03:05.94]There’s love through it all
[03:07.21]Things to live for
[03:08.07]I swerve, almost crash into a wall
[03:09.62]Think about the good, find myself laughing
[03:11.72]Turn the cell off, no way to be reached
[03:13.94]Know I’m near my crib
[03:15.26]Tryna see my way through the streets
[03:16.67]Reminded of the positive, I take my drunk ass home
[03:19.39]Start to feeling out of it, can’t wait to get out of this whip
[03:22.78]Bring my ass to the crib, I’m tired
[03:25.22]When I’m drunk by myself, gun under my seat
[03:27.62]I don’t want none of my peeps caught up in none of my beef
[03:30.38]I’ma ride to the end of the road if I have to
[03:33.28]Praying no car speeds by for me to crash to
[03:36.10]Steering wheel in my hand, trying to hold it steady
[03:38.80]Anything in my way is dead
[03:39.96]’Cause that’s the way I feel, I am already
[03:42.53]When I’m drunk by myself, all alone in the zone
[03:45.76]Drunk by myself
[03:46.82]Year of Release: 1991