Was a time, in the delta, the cotton fields of shame
Then Chicago, Southside, shucking steel it’s all the same
Now no 12 bar, just pimping, no loyalty to the name
Yeah it’s changing
But it’s still the blues
Yeah it’s changing
But it’s still the blues
Yo it’s Westside verse Eastside, it’s no black it’s no white
No brother, no sister, survivals no right
It’s yo motherfucker, yo little sucker can you score me some crack
Need a high from the gutter, don’t call me brother, cause there’s no coming back
Yeah it’s changing
But it’s still the blues
Yeah it’s changing
But it’s still the blues
We got the mob, black power, it's no black and no white
Just us and them, for money we fight
Yo bro, no mate ship, can you score me a hand
Need a high from the gutter, don’t call me brother cause you don’t understand
Yeah it’s changing
But it’s still the blues
Yeah it’s changing
But it’s still the blues