Akula plz check your private messages.
Thanks
I see no changes, wake up in the morning and I ask myself
is life worth living? Our 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 crack to the kids who the hell cares one less ugly 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