changes

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  aha işte sözleri :
  
  (come on, come on)
  
  i see no changes, wake up in the morning and i ask myself
  is life worth living, or should i blast myself
  i'm tired of being poor, and even worse i'm black
  my stomach hurts, so i'm looking for a purse to snatch
  cops give a damn about a negro
  pull a trigger, kill a nigger, he's a hero
  givin back to the kids, who the hell cares
  one less hungry mouth on the welfare
  first ship them dope, let them deal to brothers
  give them guns, step back and watch them 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 brothers
  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 be
  how can you tell them 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 will never be the same
  that's just the way it is, ahh yeah
  
  x2
  
  i see no changes
  all i see is racist faces
  misplaced hate, makes disgrace the racist
  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 actin right
  cuz both black and white are smokin crack tonight
  and the only time we chill is when we kill each other
  it's takes skill to be real, time to heal each other
  and i know it's seems heaven since
  we aint ready, to see a black president
  it aint a secret of a sealed up fact
  penetentiarys packed, and it's filled with blacks
  but some things will never change
  tried to show another way, but ya stayin in the dope game
  now tell me what's a mother to do?
  being real don't appeal to the brother in you
  - yeah -
  you gotta operate the easy way
  - i made a g today -
  but you made it in a sleezy way
  sellin crack to the kids
  - i gotta get paid -
  well hey, well that's the way it is
  
  chorus
  
  talking ...
  
  we gotta make a change
  it's time for us as a people to start making some changes
  lets change the way we eat
  lets change the way live
  lets change the way we treat each other
  see our 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
  and 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 aint never did a crime i aint have to do
  but now i'm back from the locks givin back to you
  don't let them 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 see you with your 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 aint cool
  but momma didn't raise no fool
  and as long as i stay black
  i gotta stay strapped
  and i never get to lay back
  cuz i always gotta worry bout the payback
  some punk that i ruffed up way back
  comin back after all these years
  rat-tat-tat-tat-tat, that's the way it is
  
  chorus
  
  some things will never change