[bad word] on come on
 I see no changes
 Wake up in the morning and I ask myself
 Is life worth living 
 should I blast myself?
 I'm tired of bein' poor and even worse I'm black
 My stomach hurts so 
 I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch
 Cops give a [bad word] about a negro 
 pull the trigger kill a [bad word] he's a hero
 Give crack to the kids who the [bad word] cares
 one less ugly mouth on the welfare
 First ship 'em dope and let 'em deal the brothers
 Give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill each other
 It's time to fight back that's what huey said
 2 shots in the dark now huey's dead
 I got love for my brother
 but we can never go nowhere
 Unless we share with each other
 we gotta start makin' changes
 Learn to see me as a brother
 instead of 2 distant strangers
 And that's how it's supposed to be
 How can the devil take a brother
 if he's close to me?
 I'd love to go back
 to when we played as kids
 But things changed,
 and that's the way it is

 [bad word] ]
 That's just the way it is
 Things'll never be the same
 That's just the way it is
 aww yeah

 I see no changes 
 all I see is racist faces
 Misplaced hate makes disgrace to races
 We under I wonder what it takes to make this
 One better place, let's erase the wasted
 Take the evil out the people
 they'll be acting right
 'cause both black and white
 is smokin' crack tonight
 And only time we chill
 is when we kill each other
 It takes skill to be real,
 time to heal each other
 And although it seems heaven sent 
 we ain't ready, to see a black president, uhh
 It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact
 The penitentiary's packed,
 and it's filled with blacks
 But some things will never change
 Try to show another way
 but you stayin' in the dope game
 Now tell me what's a mother to do
 bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you
 You gotta operate the easy way
 I made a g today 
 but you made it in a sleazy way
 Sellin' crack to the kid.
 I gotta get paid,
 Well hey, well that's the way it is

 [bad word] 

 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 live
 And let's change the way
 we treat each other.
 You see the old way wasn't working
 so it's on us to do
 What we gotta do, to survive.
 And still I see no changes
 can't a brother get a little peace
 It's war on the streets
 and the war in the middle east
 Instead of war on poverty
 they got a war on [bad word]  so the police can bother me
 And I ain't never did a crime
 I ain't have to do
 But now I'm back with the blacks
 givin' it back to you
 Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up,
 Crack you up and pimp slap you up
 You gotta learn to hold ya own
 They get jealous
 when they see ya with ya mobile phone
 But tell the cops they can't touch this
 I don't [bad word] this
 when they try [bad word] I bust this
 That's the sound of my tool
 you say it ain't cool
 My mama didn't raise no fool
 And 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 backs
 Some buck that I roughed up way 
 [bad word]  back after all these years
 Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat that's the way it is uhh

 [bad word] 

 You're my brother, you're my sister
 That's just the way it is (way it is, way it is)
 Things will never be the same
 You're my brother, you're my sister
 That's the way it is
 Aww yeah
 Some things will never change...