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Tonart: A minor
Verse 1
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Oh -oh -oh -oh
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-oh -oh -oh -oh -oh
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I see no changes,
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wake up in the morning
And I ask myself,
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is life worth liv ing?
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Should I blast myself? I'm
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tired of being poor
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And even worse, I'm black,
my stomach hurts
So I'm looking for a purse to snatch
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Cops give a damn about a negro
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Pull a trigger, kill a nigga, he's a hero
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Get a crack to the kids who the hell cares
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One less hungry mouth on the welfare
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First ship em,
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don't let em deal with brothers
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Give em gun, step back,
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watch em kill each other
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It's time to fight back, that's what
Huey said
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Two shots in the dark, now
Huey's dead
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I got love for my brothers,
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but we can never go nowhere
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Unless we share with each other
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We gotta start making changes
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Learn to see me as a brother instead of
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two distant strangers
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And that's how it's sup posed to be
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How can a devil take a brother
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if he's close to me?
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I let it go back to when we played
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as kids but then it changed
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That's the way it is
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That's just the way it is
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Things will never be the same
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That's just the way it is
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Oh yeah
That's just the way it is
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That's just way it is,
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will never be the same
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That's just the way it is, oh yeah
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I see no changes, all I see is racist faces
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Misplaced hate makes
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disgrace the racist
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We under, I wonder what it
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takes to make this
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One better place, let's erase the wasted
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Take the evil out the people,
they'll be acting right
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Cause vote black and white,
and smoke a crack tonight
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And the only time we chill
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is when we kill each other
It takes skill to be real,
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time to heal each other
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And although it seems evident,
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we ain't ready
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To see a black president
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It ain't a secret or concealed, a fact
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The penitentiary's packed
and it's filled with blacks
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But some things will never change
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Try to show another way,
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but you're staying in the dope game
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Now tell me what's a mother to do
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Being real don't appeal
to the brother in you
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You gotta operate the easy way
I made a
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G today
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But you made it in a sleazy way
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Selling crack to the kids
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I gotta get paid
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Well hey, well that's the way it is
That's just the way it is,
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things will never be the same
That's just the way it is,
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oh yeah
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That's just the way it is,
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things will never be the same
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That's just the way it is, oh yeah
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We gotta make a change
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It's time for us as a people to start
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making some changes
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Let's change the way we eat,
let's change the way we live
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And let's change the way
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we treat each other
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You see the old way wasn't working
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So it's on us to do what
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we gotta do to survive
And still I see no changes
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Can a brother get a little peace?
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It's war on the streets and a war in the
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Instead of war on poverty
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They got a war on drugs so
the police can bother me
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And I ain't never did a crime,
I ain't have to do
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But now I'm back with the facts,
givin' it back to you
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Don't let them jack you up,
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back you up
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Crack you up and pimp smack you up
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You gotta learn to hold your own
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They get jealous when they
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see you with your mobile phone
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But tell the cops I can't touch this
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I don't trust this,
when they try to rush I bust this
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That's the sound of my tool,
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you say it ain't cool
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But mama didn't raise no fool
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And as long as I stay black,
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I got a snake strap
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And I never get to lay back
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Cause I always got to worry
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about the payback
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Some buck that I roughed
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up way back
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Coming back after all these years
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Ride it tap, tap, tap, tap
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That's the way it is
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That's just the way it is
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Things will never be the same
That's just the way it is
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Way it is
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Oh yeah
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Oh my, you're my brother,
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you're my sister
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That's just the way it is
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Things will never be the same
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That's just the way it is
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Oh yeah
Some things will never change

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