You got beef, bring it with talk, ain't no need for violence There's already too many men in the moment of silence Too many with handkerchiefs, too many wreaths because there's not enough indians and too many chiefs Cause there's, too many tears, and too many sides Too many "we gonna miss him"s, and too many goodbyes Too many flowers for baskets, too many caskets cause there's, too many shootings, and not enough ass kicks Yeah, too many gangsters, and too many thugs Too many G's too many hoods, and too many drugs Too many mac-10's, too many techs and .38's Not enough food, on too many plates Too many Tony Montanas pushin a Lexus Not enough Medgar Evers, or Malcolm X's Too many brothers locked, in institutions Yeah, too many problems, and no solutions Too much, for too many people in the thought we was all created equal Too much, for too many people and if things don't change there won't be no sequel There's, too many enemies, not too many friends Too many poor people, without too many ends Too many politicians runnin, with too many crooks Too many kids in one classroom, and no books Too many broken promises, and too many lies Too many girls buyin dreams, from too many guys Too many young black brothers doin too many bids Too many single black mothers raisin too many kids, alone Too much sicknesses and too much disease Too many genocidal blacks, too many degrees of seperation causin too much strife Too many things known in the ghetto that can take your life It's too much, for too many people in the thought we was all created equal Too much, for too many people And if things don't change there won't be no sequel There's, too much pop and not enough soul Too many things we create but we don't control Too many people walkin round, with not enough hope Too much crack, and way too much DOPE Too many fathers not around, to raise their children Too many empty lots and abandoned buildings Too many jails bein built and not enough schools Too many rappers ain't droppin no jewels! Too much negativity, in the things we say and not enough about showin us a better way Too many young black soldiers, in too many graves Too many of us still thinkin like slaves! Time to break the chains and the ties that bind and elevate ourselves to a, greater state of mind Set some positive examples for the youth! Teach them well so they know the truth, cause now it's too much, for too many people In the thought we was all, created equal Too much, for too many people And if things don't change there won't be no sequel Too much, for too many people In the thought we was all, created equal Too much, for too many people And if things don't change there won't be no sequelTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
