Lyrics:
Yesterday I stopped by that old park bench
I fed that Mr. James pigeons from the crust of my bread
Well I watched the world fly by
And I thought all about
to stay
I'll be paid by the end of the day
Got my pocket full of change, change, change, change, change
Pocket full of change, change, change, change
everything is all part of you (Nigga)
Never mind my style
I can't think about the hard times
My heart's really racing to the edge
I would go to James
the profit that you pocket from what y'all sayin
Tired of drowning, only one name by which you got to be saved
Devil creeping in your life like a roach up in
the way
When I take it to the hole
Ain't distracted by no hoe
Little nigga on the roll
(Hey huh)
They all say the same thing
I hold it down
They all say
about a kid named Patrick
And we all knew the shit was gon' be tragic
As it is for them that's from where he from
Pat ended up public enemy number one
With no AKs, I'm the ambassador
Robin Hood in the Aston Mart.
Lotta blood gonna splash in war
Task force homicide, federalies gonna arrest
But y'all
federalies gonna harrass
But y'all ain't never seen nothing
Not a word not a hint, on the kid from the Project Bench
That went Sony-BMG, to that new
off a flight but I'm picking up the baggage
Tryna leave the game cuz it's really not the same
I be feeling like James St. Patrick, Power
Know that I'm
Flip the switch, Change the pitch
You wanna chase that dream that you can't resist?
You wanna be James T. or a lyricist?
Well you better cut the shit
kid on the block
Stay motivated by my son and my pops
Most of my tracks, locs say it's cracking
Some of my homies say my shit slapping
All my gs say
Just waiting for summer, his pastures to change
And as the moon rises, he sits by his fire
Just thinking about women and glasses of beer
And closing his
change
Watch ya mouth how you speaking on gang
I'll knock a nigga noodle lo mien
Imma lion you a poodle no mane
Walk up bag ya hoe no chain
She give top
It’s strange how it all changed so quickly
A lone car speeds up and swerves down our sleepy street
Phone in one hand, latte in the other
We’re all about
Yo, can I hear this record by Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock?
Hey, man, you sure you wanna hear this, man?
You sure about that, man?
Alright
Right
I do this for the DJs,even in my PJs,
Ya girl go hard like Nicki and Weezy,
Forget about he say its all about she say,
Call my tour bus
(yeah they can)
They all said without a doubt
It was done by her Frankie and Jesse James (yes it was)
Oh Jessie had a wife, to mourn for his life
Morrison, all of them ended by Hollywood
Thank God for Hollywood
Hollywood
You sure you want this, baby?
Hollywood, it's the most addictive drug in
the whole thing
They learn your secrets then go James Saint Patrick
Then wonder why I be lowkey
But im a keep a stack and keep stacking up
This hard work you
the love is lost
You're given, no respect
Change becomes a blank check
The cheque bounced
The pograms start
The bloodshed licks it lips
This soon to be
got em sayin that they skate too
Talkin wit it then I'm really sick you got the fake flu
Ion got no limit all these ceilings imma break thru
Need me
Gardner, the crashin' of James Dean
Bobby Brown influenced by Rick James, it goes
Prince wanted Alexander O'Neal to be Morris Day or Jerome
But Alex was
washed them, then she dried them
Over a fire of amber coals
In all me life I ne'er did see
A maid so sweet about the soul
Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Ray
dreaming about the world while we chasing all these girls
High school is on my mind while old girl is on my nerves
Two years later, I'm that nigga, I'm that
.jpg/220px-Change_of_Heart_(Change_album).jpg "Change of Heart")
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