God d**n 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
F**k you
Tell us what to do
F**k you
Tell us what to do
F**k you
Tell us what to do
F**k 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
S**t would hit the fan and hit hard
I hear it every night another gun fight
The tension mounts
On with the body count
God d**n 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 n***a 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 d**k suckin'
Bum politicians
Tell us what to do
F**k you
Tell us what to do
F**k you
The tension mounts