Changes

Come on come on 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 bein' poor and even worse I'm black 
my stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch 
Cops give a damn about a negro pull the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero 
Give crack to the kids who the hell cares one less ugly mouth on the welfare 
First ship 'em dope