VERSE1:I see no changes, wake up in the mornin and i ask myself, is life worth livin should i blast myself? im tried 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 a trigga, kill a nigga, he's hero, give the crack to the kids, who the hell cares? one less hungry mouth on the welfare, first give 'em dope let 'em deal the brothers, give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill each other, its time to fight back, thats what huey said, two shots in the dark, now hueys dead, i got love for my brothers, we can never go nowhere unless we share with each other, we gotta start makin changes, learn the city as a brother instead of two distant strangers, and thats how its supposed to be, how could the devil take a brother if hes close to me? i love to go back to when we played as kids, but then things changed and thats the way it is!
CHORUS:Thats just the way it is, things will never be the same, thats just the way it is, aww yea
VERSE 2:And still i see no changes, all i see is racist faces, misplaced hate makes digrace to races, we under, i wonder what it takes to make this one better place, lets see erase the wasted, take the evil outta people they'll be actin right, cuz both 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 though it seems heaven sent, we aint ready to see a black president, i aint a secret, dont concel the fact the penitentaries packed and its filled with blacks, but somethings will never change, try to show another way but its stayin in the dope game, no tell me whats a mother to do? bein real dont appeal to the brother in you, you gotta operate the easy way, (i made a g today), but you made it in the slezey way, sellin crack to the kid, (I gotta get paid), well hey thats the way it is!
CHORUS:
SPOKEN:You gotta make a change, its time for us as a people to start makin some changes, lets change the way eat, lets change the way we live and lets change the way we treat each other, you see the old way wasnt workin so its on us to do what we gotta do to survive
VERSE 3:And still i see no changes, cant a brother get a little peace? theres war in the streets and war in the middle east, 'steada war on poverty, they gotta war on drugs so the police can bother me, and i never did a crime i aint have to do, but now i'm back with the blacks (??) givin it back to you, and dont let 'em jack you up, back you up, crack you up, and pimp smack you up, you gotta learn to hold your own, they get jealous when they see you with your mobile phone, tell the cops they cant touch this, i dont trust this, when they try to rush i bust this, the sound of my tool, you say it aint cool but momma didnt raise no fool, as long as i stay black, i gotta stay strapped and i never get to lay back, cuz i always gotta worry about the pay back, some buck that i roughed up way back commin back after all these years, rat a tat tat tat tat, thats the way it is!