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California Love

Changes

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Changesは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2012年11月6日にEssential Media GroupによりリリースされましたAn Acappella Tribute to Tupac Shakur

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アルバムAn Acappella Tribute to Tupac Shakur

リリース日2012年11月6日

レーベルEssential Media Group

LanguageEnglish

メロディック度

アコースティック度

ヴァランス

ダンサビリティ

エネルギー

BPM111

概要

歌詞

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歌詞

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 than black

My stomach hurts so I'm looking for a purse to snatch

Cops give a damn about a negro

Pull the trigger, kill a ****, he's a hero

Give the crack to the kids, who the hell care?

One less hungry mouth on the welfare

First shoot and don't let 'em deal the brothers

Give 'em guns, sit back, watch 'em kill each other

"It's time to fight back", that's what Huey said

Two 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 making changes

Learn to see me as a brother instead of two distant strangers

And that's how it's supposed to be

How could the devil take my 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

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 that be acting right

There's more black than white that smoke crack tonight

And the only time we deal is when we kill each other

It takes skills to be real, time to heal each other

And I know it seems heaven sent

We ain't ready to see a black president

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're staying in the dope game

Now tell me what's a mother to do?

Being real don't appeal to a brother in you

You gotta operate the easy way

But you made it in a sleazy way

Selling crack to the kids

Well hey, well that's the way it is

And still I see no changes

Can't a brother get a little peace?

There's war on the streets and there's 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 facts giving it back to you

Don't let 'em 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 they see you with your mobile phones

But tell a cop they can't touch this

I don't trust this, when they try to rush, I bust this

At the sound of my tool, they say it ain't cool

But mama 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 'bout payback

Some punk that I roughed up way back

Coming back after all these years

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat, that's the way it is

Some things will never change

Written by: Bruce Randall Hornsby, Deon Evans, Tupac Amaru Shakur

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