Changing Of The Guard

We're heading for the year 2000 like a ship without a sail
Trying to help the homeless, got a hammer and a nail
Lost a generation to the violence and the crime
Felicia coming home and it's a sign of the time
I heard it's getting better but reality don't lie
Even though she wears a brave face, I see it in her eye
Some cry and write to life but they don't give a damn
You want to save the baby just to execute the man

And people ain't it hard
At the changing of the guard
When you realise that something isn't right
But you put it out your mind
'Cause you just ain't got the time
Then it gets you when it hits you
Like a bullet in the night

And from the towers of the cities, I see uncommon rains
Heading for the streets, washing lives down the drains
I need to paint a picture to tell you what this means
It's coming like you're blessed just to make it through your teens
Now he was just a baby said the mom of the deceased
The problem is the blacks said the chief of the police
And some are justified with alibis and lies
Setting up tribunals but can't account for funerals
Now seven people died this year in the care of her majesty's
Six of them were black, so what do you make of that?

And people ain't it hard
At the changing of the guard
When you realise that something isn't right
But you put it out your mind
'Cause you just ain't got the time
Then it gets you when it hits you
Like a bullet in the night

I started so I'll finish, good for you like spinach
Notice I'm here checking for this simply 'cause it's British
Can't be sold all the time, I notice I'm not vexing
Ain't a prostitute and when I rhyme I don't sell sex and
I'm not your herb dealer, ain't here to sell you weed
My vibe will take you higher, it's really all you need
But don't suppose that I'm opposed to the ganja herb, far from it
Never known a bag of sess that'll make a brother vomit
Pass the truths and rights on the rise, it's like a chalice
So we can break the cycle of all the hate, the malice and
Frustration, now if you're down for selfless masturbation
Apathy, I grab it by the balls before my next frustration

And people ain't it hard
At the changing of the guard
When you realise that something isn't right
But you throw it out your mind
'Cause you just ain't got the time
Then it gets you when it hits you
Like a bullet in the night
And children ain't it hard
At the changing of the guard
When you realise that something isn't right
But you throw it out your mind
'Cause you just ain't got the time
Then it gets you when it hits you
Like a bullet in the night