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 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
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
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
Come on come on That's just the way it is
Things'll never be the same
That's just the way it is aww yeah
2pac: Changes
Ezt a szamot Abel szereti.
Levrob:
Oajkay:
Szal ha elfogadjuk a cukrostakony civilizaciot,
tarsadalmat no meg szabalyrendszert. Akkor nehogymar
meglepjen a cukrostakony "kultura". az a
cikk itten kerem hianytpotolt.
Szegeny megnemertett fiatalt leutesre fizettek. :)
Most ez a huha. Mostan ennek aktualitasa van. Minden
nap nyakon leszunk ontve vele. Es rosszabbakkal is.
Ebben legalabb nem volt csocs pina futyi meg baszas.
Ami nelkul realityyyyy so elveszti azt a rengetegsok
vonzerejet.
Mindannyian unjuk a szomszedot kukkolni. :)
Azt hiszem mi ennek az ellenkezoeert vagyunk itt.
Necsinaljuk mar ezt magunkkal namegegymassal.
Ide azt engedem be ami szerintem, nekem
"kultur".
Szoval en most onszabalyzok.
No az osszetett mondatokban valaki lenyulta a
mondanivalot. :P
Segiccseg mit akarok en itt? :D
Irjatok szepverset novellat vagyamitakartok ide
befele.
Egy szellemileg alultaplalt kisdobos.