2Pac - Changes

I see no Changes, I wake up in the morning and I ask myself

Is life worth living should I blast myself

I'm tired of being 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 a trigger kill a nigger he's a hero

Give the %_! to da kids who da hell cares

One less hungry mouth on a welfare

First ship 'em dope let 'em deal to brothers

Give 'em guns step back let 'em kill each other

Time to fight back thats what Huey said

2 shots in the dark now Hueys dead

I got luv for my brothers

But we could never go no where 'less we share with eachother

We need to make some Changes

Learn to see me as a brother instead of two distant strangers

And dats how its supposed to be

How could I ever take a brother if he's close to me, uh

I love to go back to when we played as kids

But things change, and thats the way it is

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Thats just the way it is...

Things will never be the same....

Thats just the way it is...

Ahhh yeah

I see no changes, all I see is racist faces

Misplaced hate makes disgrace to races

We under, I wonder what it take 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 are smokin' crack tonight

And only time we deal is when we kill each other

It takes skills to be real, time to heal each other

And though it seems heaven sent

We ain't ready, to see a black President, huh

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 stayin' in da dope game

Tell me whats a mother to do being real don't appeal to da brother in you

Ya gotta operate the easy way

[I made a G today]

But you made it in a sleazy way

Sellin' dope to the kids

[I gotta get paid]

Well hey, that way it is

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[2Pac Talking]

We need to make some Changes

We need to change the way we eat, the way we live and the way we treat

eachother

See, the old way wasn't workin, so its on us to do what we gotta do

to survive

Still I see no Changes, can't a brother a little peace

There's war on the streets and the war on the Middle East

Instead of a war on poverty

They got a war on drugs so the police can bother me

I ain't never did no crime I ain't have to do

But now I'm back on the track givin' it back to you

Don't let 'em jack you, back you up

smack you up and pimp slap you up

You gotta learn to hold your own

They get jealous when they see you with your mobile phone

I tell the cops can't touch this I don't trust this

when they try to rush I bust this

Sound on the 2, they say it ain't cool

My momma didn't raise no fool

And as long as I stay black I gotta stay strapped

and never get to laid back

I always gotta worry about the payback

From some buck that I roughed up way back

Coming back after all these years

Ratta-tat-tat-tat-tat

And thats the way it is

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