Am7 Em7
Wake up in the morning and I ask myself,
D Cadd9 G
"Is life worth living? Should I blast myself?"
D Cadd9
I'm tired of bein' poor and even worse I'm black.
D Am7
My stomach hurts, lookin' for a purse to snatch.
Em7 D Cadd9 Am7
Cops give a damn about a negro? Pull the trigger, kill a nigga, he's a hero.
Em7 D Cadd9 G Am7
Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares? One less hungry mouth on the welfare.
Em7 D
First ship 'em dope and let 'em deal to brothers.
Cadd9 G
Give 'em guns, step back, and watch 'em kill each other.
D Cadd9
"It's time to fight back", that's what Huey said.
D Am7
2 shots in the dark now Huey's dead.
Em7 D Cadd9 G
I got love for my brother, but we can never go nowhere unless we share with each other.
D
We gotta start makin' changes.
Cadd9 D Am7
Learn to see me as a brother 'stead of 2 distant strangers.
Em7
And that's how it's supposed to be.
D Cadd9
How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me?
Am7 Em7 D
I'd love to go back to when we played as kids
Cadd9 G
but things changed, and that's the way it is