EPTWell, the next day, I woke up in the morning and I asked myself: is life worth living should I blast myself? I'm tired of being poor and even worse I'm 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 nigger he's a hero. Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares? One less hungry mouth on the welfare. First, ship them dope and let them deal the brothers. Give them guns, step back, watch them 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 brother 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 can the devil take a brother if he's close to me? I'd love to go back to when we played as kids but things changed, and that's the way it is.
*Bruce Hornsby starts singing*
Much love and thanks out to evanthebouncy! and SCC-Faust of the TL Sleep Upside-Down Day Committee. You have truly changed my life and given me an inexplicable back-ache.
THUG LAIF
