Sayri Tupac - Changes lyrics
Artist: Tupac Amaru Shakur
Song: Changes
Woo'
(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 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 nigga, he's a hero
Givin 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 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 two distant strangers
And that's how it's supposed 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
[chorus x2]
That's just the way it is
Things will never be the same
That's just the way it is, aww yeah
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 smoking crack tonight
And the 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 since
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?
Being real don't nappeal 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 x2]
[talking]
We gotta make a change...
It's time for us as a people to start making some changes
Let's change the way we eat
Let's change the way 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
And there's more 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 giving 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 "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
My momma didn't raise no fool
And as long as I stay black
I gotta stay strapped
And I never get to lay back
Cause I always gotta worry about the payback
Some buck that I roughed up way back
Coming back after all these years
Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat, that's the way it is
[chorus x2]
(Your my brother, your my sister)
That's just the way it is (the way it is, way it is)
Things will never be the same (your my brother your my sister)
That's just the way it is (yeah)
...Aww yeah
Some things will never change.
