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!