Come on on I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask Is life living should I blast myself? I'm tired of bein' poor and even worse I'm My hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch Cops give a damn a negro the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero Give the crack to the kids who the cares One less hungry on the welfare First 'em dope and let 'em deal the brothers Give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill each It's to fight back that's what Huey said Two shots in the dark now dead I got love for my brother but we can go nowhere we share with each other We gotta makin' changes to see me as a brother instead of two distant strangers And how it's supposed to be How can the Devil take a if he's close to me? I'd love to go back to when we played as But changed, and that's the way it is
x2] That's the way it is Things never be the same That's the way it is Aww
I see no all I see is racist faces Misplaced hate makes to races We under I what it takes to make this One better place, let's erase the Take the evil out the they'll be acting right 'Cause both black and white is smokin' tonight And only time we chill is when we each other It skill to be real, time to heal each other And although it seems heaven We ain't ready, to see a President, uhh It ain't a secret don't the fact The penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with But some will never change Try to show another way but you in the dope game Now tell me a mother to do Bein' don't appeal to the brother in you You gotta operate the way "I made a G today" But you made it in a way crack to the kid. " I gotta get paid," Well hey, well the way it is
x2]
We make a change time for us as a people to start makin' some changes. Let's change the way we eat, 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 I see no changes can't a brother get a little peace war on the streets and the war in the Middle East Instead of war on poverty they got a war on So the police can me And I ain't did a crime I ain't have to do But now I'm back the blacks givin' it back to you Don't let 'em jack you up, you up, Crack you up and pimp you up You learn to hold ya own They get jealous when see ya with ya mobile phone But the cops they can't touch this I trust this when they try to rush I bust this the sound of my tool you say it ain't cool My mama didn't no fool And as long as I stay I gotta stay strapped And I get to lay back I always got to worry 'bout the pay backs Some buck that I roughed up way back after all these years Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat the way it is uhh
x2]
Some things will change