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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 & 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 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
Bridge w/ changing ad libs
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
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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
Bridge
Talking:
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.
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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
Bridge ’til fade
[Umph!]
[So funky!]
[Nasty!]
[Hey!]
Verse 1: Brother Marquis
I’m Nasty As I Wanna Be
I express myself so vulgarly
Obscene, or whatever you wanna call it
That’s why some suckas wanna stall it
Some people worry about the wrong thing
But why worry about what we’re sayin’?
‘Cause we’re gonna do what we wanna do,
And if y’all don’t like it, well then fuck you too!
People don’t know unless you tell them so
But it was cool when we were just in the ghetto
We did ask you to publicize us,
But it was you who created the fuss
And blew the whole thing out of proportion
You should worry about your topics like abortion
So I fiend for the funk like a dope-fiend junky
Fuck you all, and let us get So Funky!
Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice
Singin’ this song, movin’ along
Provin’ to the suckas that I keep gettin’
Stronger than what ya been hearin’
Kid Ice is on the set, so suckas stop sweatin’
I kick it funky to show my courage
When schoolin’ others, I kick the knowledge
For those who hate me, I pray you’ll miss me
If you find out you had dissed me
I’ll treat you like a child and smack ya head
Feed you dick, put you to bed
Look you in the eye and know you’re fessin’
Make you take notes of the lesson
The rhythm is something I cannot hide
A feelin’ that I feel, deep inside
So talk about me while I make my money
Kid Ice is known to be So Funky!
Verse 3: Brother Marquis
Some say I’m crazy and I got problems
An evaluation might help solve ‘em
The funky-mack-nasty, filthy-mack-funky
Stankin’ (?), the wino junky
Mentally scarred, always barred
Slightly deranged, a half-way retard
Goin’ off insanely, tryin’ to retain me
Tried to capture my rapture, but couldn’t contain me
I put ‘em in shambles, makin’ examples
‘Cause once I get started, I’m hard to handle
You can’t keep me back, you can’t forget that
I heard the chit-chat; you said that I’m wack
But anyway, that’s okay
I try not to hear what the niggas say
So I just fiend for the funk like a dope-fiend junky
Excuse me y’all, and let me get So Funky!
Featuring Scarface
2Pac:
There’s gonna’ be some stuff that your gonna’ see
That’s gonna’ make it hard to smile in the future
(No Doubt)
But whatever you see, through all the rain and pain
You gotta keep a sense of humor
Gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit
Remember that
Just keep ya head up
Our lifesytles be close caption
Addicted to fatal attraction
Pictures and actions be played back
In the mist of mashin’
No fairytales for this young black male
Some see me stranded in this land of Hell
Jail and crack cells
???? culture
Or the repercussion
While bustin’ on back-stabbing vultures
Sellin’ my soul
For material wishes
Fast cars and bitches
Wishin’ I live my life a legend
Immortalized in pictures
Why shed tears, save your sympathy
My childhood years
Was spend burying my peers in the cemetary
Here’s a message to the newborns
Waiting to breath:
“If you believe
You can achieve, just look at me”
Against all odds
Though life is hard, we carry on
Living in the projects
Broke with no lights on
To all the G’s that follow me
Protect your essence
Born with less but your still precious
Just smile for me now
Chours:
Ohhh Won’t you smile for me
(2Pac: Just smile for me now)
Ohhh Won’t you smile for me
(Nigga you black, smile for me now)
Ohhh Won’t you smile for me
(You ain’t got nothin’ to worry about)
(Smile for me now)
Ohhh Won’t you smile for me
(and the next generation)
Scarface:
Now as I open up my story
With the blaze of your blunt
So you can picture thoughts slowly
Upon phrases I run
And I can walk you thru the dayz that it done
I often wish that I can save everyone
But I’m a dreamer
Have you ever seen a nigga
Who was strong in the game?
Over-looking his tomorrows
And they finally came
Look back on childhood memories
And I’m still feelin’ the pain
Turnin’ circles in my 9th grade
Dealin’ Cocaine
To many hassels in my local lights
Survivin’ the strain
And a man without a focused life
Could drive him insane
Stuck inside a getto fantasy
Hopin’ it’d change
But we’re not focused on reality
We broken in Jane
Had a dream of livin’ wealthy
Makin’ it big
Over football
????
What take it
He did
And after all my mama’s thankin’ god
For blessing her child
All my mama gotz to do now is collect
And then smile
(2Pac: Smile)
Chours:
Ohhh Won’t you smile for me (Smile for me now) 2Pac:
Fuck tha world
As we unload, we witness furious speeds
Un-answered questions keep us all stressin’
Curious G’s
Back stabed and bleeding
Crooked thoughs
Laced with weed
Learnin’, duckin’ stray shots
Bullets be hot
They burnin’
Inhale the shurm smoke
Visualize the flames
Will I be smothered by my own pain?
Strange wisdoms
Cowards conversate’
So quick to dis’ us
Takin’ pictures for the Feds
In desperate hopes they get us
Hit us all, give us plenty centuries
Forgive my stance
Sense I entered many penitentiaries
The best revenge
Is fuck friends
We milatary minded soljahs
Bustin’ shots blindly
Trying to find Jahova
To help me
Somebody save me
Lost and crazy
Scared to drop a seed
Hopin’ I ain’t cursed babies
Maybe now
Niggaz feel me now
Picture my pain
Embrace my words
Make the world change
And still I smile nigga
Chrous till fade….
(Background singer till fade)