I see no changes, wake up in the morning and I ask myself: Is life worth living? Should I blast myself? Im tired of being poor and, even worse, Im black My stomach hurts so Im looking for a purse to snatch Cops give a damn about a negro Pull the trigger, kill a nigga, hes a hero Give the crack to the kids: who the hell cares? One less hungry mouth on the welfare! First ship em dope and let em deal to brothers Give em guns, step back, watch em kill each other Its time to fight back, thats what Huey said Two shots in the dark, now Hueys dead I got love for my brother But we can never go nowhere unless we share with each other We gotta start making changes Learn to see me as a brother instead of two distant strangers And thats how its supposed to be How can the Devil take a brother if hes close to me? Id love to go back to when we played as kids But things change... and thats the way it is
Posted on: Sun, 07 Dec 2014 17:23:39 +0000
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