Lyrics:
the rain, things gonna change
There's no more pain, after the rain
Memories falling on my pillow
Ohh, I hear that song (and I hear that song)
They say
or The Firm flopped
Y'all are the reason that Dre ain't been getting no sleep
So - y'all, all of y'all
If y'all don't like me
Y'all are gonna keep - around
like me, blow me
Y'all are gonna keep fucking around with me
And turn me back to the old me
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something
like me, blow me
Y'all are gonna keep fucking around with me
And turn me back to the old me
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something
still pull off a New York walk by
Keep tryin' talk fly
I talk fly, verbalize a pilot
Poetic fertilizer that's lyrical shit
Hip-hop die but we
the whole block starin'
I will never understand this society
First they try to murder me then they lie to me
Product of a dyin' breed
All my homies tryin
the fuck
Muthafucka could be located nigga could be touched
I'll stab ya ass up
And its up by the cut
I keep my rees(reeboks) strapped on tight
My
(What?) Catch me when I'm sleepin', with one eye closed
One guy chose the dogs; left one got froze, filled with holes
Ugh, it's gonna be a long time
kinda funny to me
I'm a man today but still got the same dream
Everyday I'm pushin harder
Livin life and gettin stronger
Met by satin everyday
Look in
'
I'm tryin' to make it too
I've got one little hang up baby
I just can't make it without you
So tell me, are you gonna stay now
Will you stand by
know other ones fucking for pills
It's sad for real
Nah for real
Moe Kill
Keep it lit and low key
Wit the clique or by my lonely
Ima stand on my word
Hey, yo man, I think that dude's tryin to break into your car
...what?
New York life... type trife...
That's why I'm tryin to shine the light, yo
the things that I went through
Cause everyday I see your face( my face)
Keep gettin screwed by the human race( my race)
So, Please don't you judge me unless
pip on, imperialist with
Food for thought, 'cause I'm the shelter
I'll be your clothes, keep you warm and help ya
Not to be hot to trot by a haunt
tryin' to re-coop
I get down, ballin' like Kobe Bryant
You niggas is lousy, small things to a giant
How you gonna be swappin' up my style
And goin' off
of a girlfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
It's been some time since we last spoke
This is gonna sound like a bad joke
But, mama, I
the pulpit
Stressin' to help me, seemed like I was born by mistake
While the races dominate, got me victim to the Legislate'
I'm playin' for kicks, hustle
For tryin' to brace,
Cough drops laced and you'll be laid out stunned by zae's
Place the cover in a maced
ATF lookin for this arsonist, lettin off
wonder what they'd do if I walk right up and kissed her
They'll probably just stare, nine dudes, one chick
I ain't tryin to play it fair
This supposed
niggaz hit the cells
If the line is thick
So I drive the 500, through
The door of the bitch
Yo Red, wassup man?
Aye they ain't tryin'
To let you in
the whole block starin'
I will never understand this society
First they try to murder me then they lie to me
Product of a dyin' breed
All my homies tryin
them straps down 'cause if you let them stay dead
Every death in black America is gang related
Yeah
[Chorus:]
A change is gonna come to our lives
don't have to, but you wanna
A meal is hard to make, but you tell yourself you're gonna
Dealing 12 to 12, day into evening
I wonder how you continue to be
a life is spent
Tryin' to meet the rent
Payin' back the cent
You borrow
Some tomorrow
In this jingle jangle jungle you call home.
We live in
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