You got beef, bring it with talk, ain't no need for violence

There's already too many men in the moment of silence

Too many with handkerchiefs, too many wreaths

because there's not enough indians and too many chiefs

Cause there's, too many tears, and too many sides

Too many "we gonna miss him"s, and too many goodbyes

Too many flowers for baskets, too many caskets

cause there's, too many shootings, and not enough ass kicks

Yeah, too many gangsters, and too many thugs

Too many G's too many hoods, and too many drugs

Too many mac-10's, too many techs and .38's

Not enough food, on too many plates

Too many Tony Montanas pushin a Lexus

Not enough Medgar Evers, or Malcolm X's

Too many brothers locked, in institutions

Yeah, too many problems, and no solutions

Too much, for too many people

in the thought we was all created equal

Too much, for too many people

and if things don't change there won't be no sequel

There's, too many enemies, not too many friends

Too many poor people, without too many ends

Too many politicians runnin, with too many crooks

Too many kids in one classroom, and no books

Too many broken promises, and too many lies

Too many girls buyin dreams, from too many guys

Too many young black brothers doin too many bids

Too many single black mothers raisin too many kids, alone

Too much sicknesses and too much disease

Too many genocidal blacks, too many degrees of seperation

causin too much strife

Too many things known in the ghetto that can take your life

It's too much, for too many people

in the thought we was all created equal

Too much, for too many people

And if things don't change there won't be no sequel

There's, too much pop and not enough soul

Too many things we create but we don't control

Too many people walkin round, with not enough hope

Too much crack, and way too much DOPE

Too many fathers not around, to raise their children

Too many empty lots and abandoned buildings

Too many jails bein built and not enough schools

Too many rappers ain't droppin no jewels!

Too much negativity, in the things we say

and not enough about showin us a better way

Too many young black soldiers, in too many graves

Too many of us still thinkin like slaves!

Time to break the chains and the ties that bind

and elevate ourselves to a, greater state of mind

Set some positive examples for the youth!

Teach them well so they know the truth, cause now

it's too much, for too many people

In the thought we was all, created equal

Too much, for too many people

And if things don't change there won't be no sequel

Too much, for too many people

In the thought we was all, created equal

Too much, for too many people

And if things don't change there won't be no sequel