Come on on I see no wake up in the morning and I ask myself Is life worth living I blast myself? I'm tired of bein' poor and even worse I'm My stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a to snatch give a damn about a negro Pull the trigger kill a nigga he's a Give the crack to the kids who the hell One less hungry mouth on the First ship 'em dope and let 'em deal the Give 'em guns back watch 'em kill each other It's time to fight back that's what Huey Two shots in the dark now dead I got love for my brother but we can go nowhere Unless we share with each We gotta start makin' Learn to see me as a brother instead of two distant And that's how it's to be How can the take a brother if he's close to me? I'd love to go back to when we as kids But changed, and that's the way it is
x2] That's the way it is Things will be the same That's the way it is Aww
I see no changes all I see is faces Misplaced hate makes disgrace to We under I wonder what it takes to this One better place, let's the wasted Take the evil out the they'll be acting right 'Cause both black and white is smokin' crack And only time we chill is when we kill other It takes skill to be real, time to heal each And although it heaven sent We ready, to see a black President, uhh It a secret don't conceal the fact The penitentiary's packed, and filled with blacks But some things will never Try to show another way but you in the dope game Now tell me what's a to do Bein' real don't to the brother in you You gotta the easy way "I made a G today" But you it in a sleazy way Sellin' crack to the kid. " I get paid," Well hey, that's the way it is
x2]
We make a change It's time for us as a to start makin' some changes. change the way we eat, let's change the way we live And let's the way we treat each other. You see the old way wasn't so it's on us to do What we do, to survive.
And still I see no changes a brother get a little peace It's war on the streets and the war in the East Instead of war on poverty they got a war on So the police can me And I ain't never did a I ain't have to do But now I'm back with the givin' it back to you Don't let 'em you up, back you up, Crack you up and smack you up You gotta to hold ya own They get when they see ya with ya mobile phone But tell the cops they can't touch I trust this when they try to rush I bust this That's the sound of my tool you say it cool My mama didn't raise no And as long as I stay I gotta stay strapped And I never get to lay 'Cause I always got to 'bout the pay backs Some buck that I up way back Comin' back after all years that's the way it is uhh
x2]
Some things will change