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 



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 

[Repeat]



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