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Come 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 & even worse I'm black  my stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch  Cops give a damn about a negro  pull the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero  Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares  one less ugly mouth on the welfare  First ship 'em dope & 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  Bridge  Come on come on  That's just the way it is (changes) Things'll never be the same  That's just the way it is  aww yeah  Repeat  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  Bridge  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 & the war in the Middle East  Instead of war on poverty they got a war on drugs  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 trust this when they try to rush 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 back  comin' back after all these years  rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat that's the way it is uhh  Bridge you're my brother, you're my sister. Some thing will never Changes !!