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How Did We Get Here Lyrics - The Darkside - Fat Joe

Oh, I dont know how we made it. 

Crack. 

Verse 1 

[Fat Joe] 

Yo 

It was all a dream, couldnt save Big and Pac 

Right in broad day watch the fiends bodies drop 

And at night you gotta turn your TV volume up 

Cuz the cop sirens blast up and down my block 

Shit aint been the same is what you hear on my block 

Bunch of old school gangstas telling tales on my block 

Came home tatted tears in a plan to get paid 

Put it in a box said a prayer and it came 

What can make you smile and be the thing to bring you pain 

Is what my daddy told my momma going through her labor pains 

Is what my momma told me as the cops took me away 

Eazy-E said "fuck'em", ya i feel the same way 

Another dead body, its another homicide 

But n*ggas tryna kill us that why we call this, dark side 

The streets is, ruthless even sold to my own blood 

No love just a youngin tryna blow up. 

Chorus 

[R. Kelly] 

So tell me how did we, how did we, how did we get here 

From the middle of no where, from up out these streets we made it ya 

So tell me how did we, how did we, how did we get here 

from the middle of no where ya, somebody tell me, how? 

Verse 2 

[Fat Joe] 

Me and my *ggaz takin pictures how i freeze time 

Lil n*ggaz doin shit we cant rewind, know what im sayin? 

Shit is real fuck what yall thought, 

Too many n*ggaz gettin killed on the ball court 

They was chasing hoop dreams and we was busting sawed offs 

And if your shoes gleamed, i would take them all off 

 

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Extend my organization the crib swarming with agents 

Moms cryin, we based it like lions in cages 

Mob giants turn it some clients with cases 

Some n*ggaz made statements, some n*ggaz made payments damn 

What part of the game is that, I mean to hustle all my life 

But i do love rap, they got my knees straighted 

put the battery to my back, 

this is around the same time Calderon got clapped 

He told me put my life in music, "Joey go for your dreams" 

you can do it look at Finesse it aint as hard as it seems 

Chorus 

[R Kelly] 

Verse 3 

[Fat Joe] 

Aint this nice im bigger than life 

In a jacuzzi smoking a Cohiba but this aint a movie 

Before i wasn't attractive now i pack the house with groupies 

Rubbing shoulders with actors just imagine how would you be 

Rocking the latest fashion this is Juicy, all over again 

2010 its like Biggies living through me 

Chance has changed my route and now the papers greater 

Tryna see me on that block i'll see you haters later 

So high, defy gravity n*igga fuck ya style imma galaxy 

So out of space they cant grab at me, feds aint having me 

Im all legit, my bankroll much thicker blame it all on the hits 

I started off with bricks, now i own offices 

Who would of thought i got all this from talking slick 

We went from day-breakers to tax payers, it was once all a dream 

Now the labels pay us. 

Chorus 

[R. Kelly] 

I was supposed to be dead, I was in them streets real bad 

Dreams of houses in the hills, I was hustling just to make it real 

But now I came up and I'm number one, Yall know the story mo money mo problems, In these streets live or die, and I lived but i dont know why? 

Chorus Until Fade Out. 

 

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