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2Pac (Tupac Shakur)

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 & let ‘em deal the brothers.

Give ‘em guns, step back, and 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 ‘stead 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 change, and that’s the way it is

(Come on, come on) that’s just the way it is

Things’ll never be the same

That’s just the way it is, aw, yeah

I see no changes. All I see is racist faces.

Misplaced hate makes disgrace for 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 than 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, uh

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 they 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 kids. “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?

There’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 facts givin’ ‘em back to

you

Don’t let ‘em jack you up, back you up, crack you up

and pimp 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 tune. You say it ain’t cool,

but 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, uh

Some things never change

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