You know we've got to find a way Picket lines and picket signs Don't punish me with brutality What's What's going on Yeah, what's going on Right on baby Mother, mother There's too many of you crying Brother, brother, brother

Yeah, uh-huh ("What can I do?") Yeah yeah (What's goin on man?) (The fuck is goin on man?) Yo {"What can I do?"} To make that paper was the trait that I received at birth Niggas jealous and hatin' on me ("What can I do?") When they plottin' and schemin'

You know we've got to find a way Picket lines and picket signs Don't punish me with brutality What's What's going on Yeah, what's going on Right on baby Mother, mother There's too many of you crying Brother, brother, brother