Intro (2Pac)

And I'm listening about freedom fighters and strugglers, well you gotta understand that when it was in to have a gun and be in the streets, my mother gave that up

Chorus

I been doin this rap thang. Forreal y'all

I sorta can sang. Forreal y'all

Forreal all. The world must be against me

Because what I hear in this world is that all they wanna see

Is a black man fail. His children in jail

African american stereotypes don't fit me very well

A black man fail. His children in jail

African american stereotypes don't ft me very well

Verse 1:

I don't rep an east or west side

Yet outside of my house, I could see a man die

They establish lies to keep us as a people from the truth

And I ain't talking Black folk, I'm talking 'bout me and all of you

The walls they use for people to kill themselves

You would've swore he was your brother, but you killed him as well

You hear the rest as they detest

They might as well shutup cuz it don't work, even if they trying they're best

It's hurting the rest. What be going down on these streets

Those for it explain it's helping us eat

Those against say your killing out. Spilling our youth

With every wicked, silver bullet that you shoot

Every person is a daughter or son

Brother, sister, cousin, or something that's begun

With family. Happily, you're diminishing that

With you're buisness and gats

Chorus

Verse 2:

When I see the police, I might duck out

Others in my city might pull they trucks out

And they uniform us students to show that we ain't different

We cry with creativity, but adults just ain't listenin

So forget the man who is tryna keep us dumb

Cuz we're all the same person in the same country we're from

Difference is overrated. Get back to your cubicle little boy

So we can invent more ways to keep them folk shooting eachother

But truth is, you won't do nothing. Leave it to the big dogs

Just leave it to us. You only so we can make more money

Diversity makes the big man happy with the little man's world

We all gettin along like when we were boys and girls

Don't stand for that. come at me boy

That's what I thought you nappy boy

I'll do my dangerous deeds, you get back to work

On some failed systems and plans that don't work

Chorus

Outro (2Pac)

We ain't get any of that history from all of the soldiers that we lost. It's on, just like it was on when we was young, and you wanna say "Fuck that" just like you said "fuck that" back then. And it's not gonna stop until we stop. It's not just white men that's doing this to bring them, and it's not just white men that's keeping us trapped, it's black