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Changes (Tribute in the Style of 2Pac)
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 and 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 hungry 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
Two 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 two 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 That's just the way it is
Things will never be the same That's just the way it is Aww, yeah
That's just the way it is Things will 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 mo' black and white is smokin' crack tonight And the 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 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
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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 That's just the way it is
Things will never be the same That's just the way it is Aww, yeah That's just the way it is Things will never be the same
That's just the way it is Aww, yeah 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? There's war on the streets and 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 facts givin' 'em back to you Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up Crack you up and pimps smack 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 And I never get to lay back Cause I always got to worry 'bout the pay back 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 That's just the way it is Things will never be the same
That's just the way it is Aww, yeah That's just the way it is Things will never be the same That's just the way it is Aww, yeah Some things will never change (end)
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