God damn, what a brother gotta do
  To get a message through
  To the red, white and blue
    What? I gotta die? Before you realize
  I was a brother with open eyes
    The world's insane
  While you drink champagne
  And I'm livin' in black rain
    You try to ban the A.K.
  I got ten of 'em stashed
  With a case of hand grenades
    (Tell us what to do?) Fuck you!
  (Tell us what to do?) Fuck you!
  (Tell us what to do?) Fuck you!
  (Tell us what to do?) Fuck you!
    You'd know what to do
  If a bullet hit your kid
  On the way to school
  Or a cop shot your kid in the back yard
  Shit would hit the fan and hit hard!
    [CHORUS]
  I hear it every night, another gun fight
  The tension mounts
  On with the body count!
    God damn what a brother gotta do
  To get a message through
  To the red, white and you?
    What? I gotta die? Before you realize
  I was a nigga with open eyes
    The world's insane
  While you drink champagne
  And I'm livin' in black rain
    Don't you hear the guns?
  You stupid, dumb, dick suckin'
  Bum politicians
    (Tell us what to do?) Fuck you!
  (Tell us what to do?) Fuck you!
    The tension mounts!