I listen more than I talk
I observe more than I converse
And all I've notice, shits gotten worse
My mind is split in all directions, it's diverse
And in reality all this pain and struggle makes me not care if I die first
The cops is harassing my people
It's not freedom, it's just another written struggle of the sequel
We are not lazy, and we are not asking for anything free
All we've ever asked for is to be free
Free from suppression, free from racism
My people tried to better themselves
All we ever asked from you was a little help
But we are past asking
Now you got them out here slanging and blasting
And all you can say is that we don't try
We did try, the Brown Berets did
But what did ya'll do?
You killed, arrested, and destroyed the movement of the Brown community
You did the same with the Black Panthers
The ones who came from slavery and from underpaid and abused ranchers
They united
But the government grew afraid
So every street of a Black or Brown they would raid
The patience grew to impatience
Then if it wasn't enough, them bastards introduced drugs into our neighborhoods
It destroyed families, and it created gangs
Shit that's what happens, and I'm scared to admit it but I think my brother slangs
Question it, and ask, is this living right?
But we can't come to our senses b/c we can't even see eye to eye
Browns killing Browns
Blacks killing Blacks
Browns killing Blacks, and Blacks killing Browns
I cry when I'm alone
I don't even know what else to say
But all I know is that this shit can't stay this way