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