I don't know, maybe we can make a change, maybe not I'm tired of cryin', I'm tired of livin' I'm tired of niggaz, I'm tired of women Just wanna be myself, keep the fame Keep the wealth, give me my health Take me to a place where there ain't hatin' no more Where I don't gotta raise the hammer and clap the 4 Where I don't gotta kick your door and ask for more Where I don't gotta dig your floor and look for raw Where I don't gotta serve no heads Cook no coke, no such thing as feds And there's no such thing as aids And little kids live the age they walk the stage No little babies cryin', momma ain't dyin' Poppa livin' home, he got a steady job Everybody full, he don't gotta rob Damn Walk witt me, talk witt me Sometimes I just sit and think You know it's hard to express it y'all That's why I put it all in ink We ain't black or white Matter fact we are, but we don't have to fight or kill Maybe Malcom would've been alive still Maybe Martin would've been able to chill Maybe a black face on a dollar bill I keep hope alive that I stay alive I think it's comin', I'm tryin' not to drink and drive A place where the death penalty is gone No arbotions, life only lives on Nobody gettin' shot for they chains And no hard labour jobs, we all usin' our brains And you don't have to strip through school Cover your body momma, everything is cool Let your daughter know her momz is smart And ask your heart 'fore you tear her apart I think I'm askin' for too much, man, damn Walk witt me, talk witt me Sometimes I just sit and think You know it's hard to express it y'all That's why I put it all in ink No murders on the 5 O'clock news Nobody's over Jordan and tennis shoes Nobody layin' on me, waitin' to blast I feel the spirits of my niggaz that passed It's like they're right here, I just cant see 'em Sometimes I'm jealous of 'em damn, I wanna be 'em Everybody fake, when will this ever end? If you don't know your enemy then you don't know your friend A place where there's no more wars, no more tears No more liquor, no more beers No more stocks, no more shares No more fights, no more jails, no more kites A place where you don't value money Just the air you breathe and everyday is sunny Know it can never happen and it's just rappin' And I'm dreamin' but damn Walk witt me, talk witt me Sometimes I just sit and think You know it's hard to express it y'all That's why I put it all in ink Walk witt me, talk witt me Sometimes I just sit and think You know it's hard to express it y'all That's why I put it all in ink That's why I put it all in ink That's why I put it all in ink © EMI APRIL MUSIC INC.; SHEEK LOUCHION; JUSTIN COMBS PUBLISHING INC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com