-1-Come on come onI see no changes wake up in the morning and I
ask myselfis life worth living should I blast myself?I'm
tired of bein' poor & even worse I'm blackmy stomach
hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatchCops give a
damn about a negropull the trigger kill a nigga he's a
heroGive the crack to the kids who the hell caresone less hungry
mouth on the welfareFirst ship 'em dope & let 'em deal
the brothersgive 'em guns step back watch 'em kill
each otherIt's time to fight back that's what Huey
said2 shots in the dark now Huey's deadI got love for my
brother but we can never go nowhereunless we share with each
otherWe gotta start makin' changeslearn to see me as a
brother instead of 2 distant strangersand that's how
it's supposed to beHow can the Devil take a brother if
he's close to me?I'd love to go back to when we played
as kidsbut things changed, and that's the way it is-Bridge-
X2Come on come onThat's just the way it isThings'll
never be the sameThat's just the way it isah yeah-2-I see
no changes all I see is racist facesmisplaced hate makes
disgrace to racesWe under I wonder what it takes to make thisone
better place, let's erase the wastedTake the evil out the
people they'll be acting right'cause both black and
white is smokin' crack tonightand only time we chill is
when we kill each otherit takes skill to be real, time to heal
each otherAnd although it seems heaven sentWe ain't ready,
to see a black President, uhIt ain't a secret don't
conceal the factthe penitentiary's packed, and it's
filled with blacksBut some things will never changetry to show
another way but you stayin' in the dope gameNow tell me
what's a mother to dobein' real don't appeal to
the brother in youYou gotta operate the easy way"I made a G
today" But you made it in a sleezy waysellin' crack to the
kids. " I gotta get paid,"Well hey, well that's the way it
isBridgeTalking:We gotta make a change...It's time for us
as a people to start makin' some changes.Let's change
the way we eat, let's change the way we liveand let's
change the way we treat each other.You see the old way
wasn't working so it's on us to dowhat we gotta do, to
survive.-3-And still I see no changes can't a brother get a
little peaceIt's war on the streets & the war in the Middle
EastInstead of war on poverty they got a war on drugsso the
police can bother meAnd I ain't never did a crime I
ain't have to doBut now I'm back with the blacks
givin' it back to youDon't let 'em jack you up,
back you up,crack you up and pimp smack you upYou gotta learn to
hold ya ownthey get jealous when they see ya with a mobile
phoneBut tell the cops they can't touch thisI don't
trust this when they try to rush I bust thisThat's the
sound of my tool you say it ain't coolmy mama didn't
raise no foolAnd as long as I stay black I gotta stay strapped&
I never get to lay back'Cause I always got to worry
'bout the pay backssome buck that I roughed up way
backcomin' back after all these yearsrat-tat-tat-tat-tat
that's the way it isBridge 'til fade
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