God damn, what a brother gotta do
To get a message through
To the red, white and blue
What? I gotta die? Before you realize
I was a brother with open eyes
The world's insane
While you drink champagne
And I'm livin' in black rain
You try to ban the A.K.
I got ten of 'em stashed
With a case of hand grenades
(Tell us what to do?) f** you!
(Tell us what to do?) f** you!
(Tell us what to do?) f** you!
(Tell us what to do?) f** you!
You'd know what to do
If a bullet hit your kid
On the way to school
Or a cop shot your kid in the back yard
sh** would hit the fan and hit hard!
CHORUS
I hear it every night, another gun fight
The tension mounts
On with the body count!
God damn what a brother gotta do
To get a message through
To the red, white and you?
What? I gotta die? Before you realize
I was a n***a with open eyes
The world's insane
While you drink champagne
And I'm livin' in black rain
Don't you hear the guns?
You stupid, dumb, dick s**in'
Bum politicians
(Tell us what to do?) f** you!
(Tell us what to do?) f** you!
The tension mounts!