OoohnWhoa, whoanOoooooOoooOooOooOoo...nOoooooOoooOooOooOoo...nWhoa, whoannI've seen streets where youths are forced to take the long way homenAnd I've seen the mothers mourn the lose of their only bornnBut still I believe we are giving up more than we can bearnA vision is only blurred when life seems unfairnSo... who am I to judge the man with a needle in his veins?nWhen he's just chasing freedom to escape the pain...nOf the world's fast pace, pipe dreams, and shortcomingsnHe's just trying to make due, find a way out of nothingnIt's like we're damned if we do and damned if we don'tnAnd it's a very thin line between respect and being brokennAnd being one red button away from World War IIInAlways called the minoritynAnd always, always pulled overnFacing police brutalitynWhy is every street a living hell?nProbably 'cause they want us to fail, yeahnThree strikes surely pack the jailnLike the slave ships when they sailnnWhoa, whoannYears and years of Civil Rights chasing to pass that bill.nBut ask yourself, people, have we changed or are we standing still?nDown and I'm struggling (down and I'm struggling)nIn this concrete jungle (in this concrete jungle)nOne check away from starvation and povertyn(Whoa, whoa)nBut they say being free (say being free)nIs about speaking your mind (speaking your mind)nProphesize too much and that's where they draw the linenA line as thin as the line between war and peacenA line as thin as the line between west and eastnnOne red button away from World War IIInBeing called a minoritynAnd being pulled, always pulled overnAnd subject to police brutalitynWhy is every street a living hell?nProbably 'cause they all just want us to failnAnd three strikes will surely pack the jailnLike the slave ships when they sailnnBut they don't know!nMy peoples was made to endurenMy peoples all shapes and colornMy peoples got more peoples with themnThat's more peoples, more sisters and brothersnMy peoples stay as strong as an oxnMy peoples will never failnMy peoples will always remainnRemain with a story to tellnnMy peoples was made to endurenMy peoples all shapes and colornMy peoples got more peoples with themnThat's more peoples, more sisters and brothersnMy peoples stay as strong as an oxnMy peoples will never failnMy peoples will always remainnRemain with a story to tellnnMy peoples was made to endurenMy peoples all shapes and colornMy peoples got more peoples with themnThat's more peoples, more sisters and brothersnMy peoples stay as strong as an oxnMy peoples will never failnMy people will always remainnRemain with a story to tellnnMy peoples was made to endurenMy peoples all shapes and colornMy peoples got more peoples with themnThat's more peoples, more sisters and brothersnMy peoples stay as strong as an oxnMy peoples will never failnMy people will always remainnRemain with a story to tellnnDe dee de de de deenn