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.