Lyrics:
When the change hit the street
While we're on the subject
Standin' in the street
Hey buddy, can ya' spare some change for me?
Change for
a helluva lot of waiting time.
Our minds are objects of constipation,
Our bodies are subject to dissipation.
So keep your intentions in a clear bottle
hard to change the subject
Its subject to change anyway
God this is fun to play
Said the things you'ld never say
I know that you're not right
There's
Close my eyes
Hands to the sky
Praise to my God that I live for I die
I've been subject to glory
Been subject to pain
Been subject to laughter
I've
the world go by
If you cannot crush my life
What holds you up so high
When you want it all the time
Cause we will be fine in matter of time
Subject to my
a different subject?
When it come to being broke it's the usual suspects
Now here we go again, the usual predicament
No means to an end the debt I can't get
And I don't care if you Ese if you Blood or you Crip my nigga (It don't matter my nigga)
Don't ever think you ain't subject to get get your wig split my
Song sung blue
Everybody knows one
Song sung blue
Every garden grows one
Me and you are subject to the blues now and then
But when you take
DON'T CHANGE THE SUBJECT
VERSE 1
You're always up for a good time
Meet at your place, midnight
We don't talk deep, just tell lies (yeah)
Isn’t subject to change
My heart’s yours forever
And always
Every note you hum
Is a classic through and through
I'll add them to a playlist called
Things
each other veil on veil
Charmer who will be believed
By man who thirsts to be deceived
Maya subjects you
Veil of Maya
Chops and divides God's dream
And the streets know the subject
How you OG and the P know nothing?
See niggas, I be backin' this rap shit
They ain't outside, we spinning, we active
On 5th, my
spot
I'll escalate the moment and give it all I've got
Poor taste, the weapon of my choice, no subject on earth is too morbid to enjoy
Poor taste,
Some seek to dominate any weakness to be found.
No excuses! To limit her success,
No excuses! To use power to suppress,
No excuses! To subject her
I'm nothing but a touchy subject, it's for the best
I have this theory, off and on years would slow and finally end
And you've settled down, and now
I need a beat
I need a beat, I need a beat (I need a beat, I need a beat)
And it's a Malibu beat, subject of discussion
Malibu beat, subject
behavior is hereditary
But my technique is very necessary
Blame it on Ice Cube, because he said it gets funky
When you got a subject and a predicate
Add
no rules
I just let the purple music tell my body what to do
And I'm high, so high
Every subject, any key
Purple music can't be judged, it
Song sung blue
Everybody knows one
Song sung blue
Every garden grows one
Me and you are subject to the blues now and then
But when you take
The subject's interesting but the rhymes are mighty tough
I wish this war was over and free from rags and fleas
We'd kiss our wives and sweethearts, and gobble
behavior is hereditary
But my technique is very necessary
Blame it on Ice Cube, because he said it gets funky
When you got a subject and a predicate
Add
I need a beat
I need a beat, I need a beat (I need a beat, I need a beat)
And it's a Malibu beat, subject of discussion
Malibu beat, subject
of subjects, anything you like
Oh, yeah
But we always came back to the song we were singing
At any particular time
Yeah, we always came back to the song we
Let's change the subject to someone else
You know lately I've been subject to change
Normally I reel in the strange
Hangover, I'm older
You're
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