Changed I feel changed all unwound changed Now. Strange voices strange Hear the sound strange Now. Feel the ground shake Feel the ground shake Feel
: Changed I feel changed all unwound changed Now. Strange voices strange Hear the sound strange Now. Feel the ground shake Feel the ground shake Feel
hood my nigga, what's good my nigga Uptown, Callope, I'm a bull my nigga I'm on the block gettin paper nigga you can't hate me nigga My son worth seven figures
[b-real] Lost dreams of innocence long past Through time memories burn and fade like ash Through the crosswinds through the crosiers Let the bullet strike
the Rangee I'm in ta nice thanggs I slang weed (snort) Coc-ainee and Herio-anee 50 Cent Thats my namee Nigga I bring the painn You thought shit stay the samee Nigga shit gon' change
what's goin' down man? D: Hey yo what's up E-Swift E: Ah man, nuttin' much, i'm just sittin' here chillin' man sippin on somethin', tryin' to figure
marked up - how many dreams have you chased? If I could have said this to your face maybe you wouldn't have to write like I do, Except I use paper instead
and I'm outta this thing need the paper so that I can maintain I'ma fine a job hopefully something that pays It's hard to walk away from this figure
roll, that's all Ain't nothin' changed but the address (fool) Ain't nothin change [Verse 2: Stalley] Starin out the villa at the ocean miles long Tryin' to figure
niggaz Get up in 'em like the po-po's, Still flow so cold Krayzie's tecs are blazin' at ya, Aimed exactly atcha, gotcha Shots will drop ya, fade ya proper
phone call Hold up~! Big fish in a little pond Swimmin 'round town, thinkin like we already stars And they say that money change you, but money don't change
marked up How many dreams have you chased? If I could have said this to your face maybe you wouldn't have to write like I do, Except I use paper instead
truth to get what I want but shot it with no shame Take this music dead serious while others entertain I see they makin they paper so I guess I can't
barely shining Figured it was gon rain today, so i'm in Sit around the house until the thunder storms slacks off Look at my nightstand, and pick the paper
[B-Real] Lost dreams of innocence long past Through time memories burn and fade like ash Through the crosswinds through the crosiers Let the bullet strike
