The Change

Verse 1: noreaga

My life is like a movie, aiyyo da bad guy lose
Good guy win, weak nigga pretend, to be live when he not really
I smoke a foul phillie, write rhymes try to stay illy
I got two seeds, had em both in the same month
Ya plan it like that but things occur, baby moms hatin me
I aint hatin her, yo, you know what?
Most of the time thats way the go, one minute you high, the next you low
Not a soul love, they just love the doe
Sometimes I think if a nigga wasnt nore, what
Could I have bumped that bitch like I did
And would I get ass as a regular kid, only twenty years
Dont understand this shit, nigga fake me, jealous of my manuscript
I, manage to flip, casually rip, for my loyal niggas
Fuck that cats some snitch, I did a bid, came home survival thug
Dont come thru so I dont show love, that how they view me
Hatin me, tryin to screw me, and your bitches only catch me in jacuzzis
At some other shows, politickin with my other pros
Kickin back, what?
Callin up some other hoe

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In a minute, I wont claim no set
Yo, you cant find me, gotta hit me on the internet
W-w-dot-nore, if not call me
I used to dream of, gettin out of this rough shit
Now it seems Im trapped inside of thug shit
In a minute, I wont claim no set
Yo, you cant find me, gotta hit me on the internet
W-w-dot-nore, if not call me
I used to dream of, gettin out of this rough shit
Now it seems Im trapped inside of thug shit

Verse 2: noreaga

For my thug niggas, just livin they life
Drivin expansive cars, always got one wife
Where they could hide the work at, how to eat plus to work that
Most of yall hoes know yall not worth that
And ya know me, type a nigga play no d
Im feelin like my man hollywood
Green chronic make me feel good
Total recall the hood
Remember when niggas just stood where they should
Now these niggas actin outta place, talkin out they fuckin face
Screamin how the real when they the snakes
Yo, this titanic bullshit, overdose shit, nap shit
48 hours left to clap shit, crack shit, bogard like bogota
While ya imbosiles still really think yall real
Just because ya bust a gat dont mean you keepin it real
Yo, Im ill wit the heat, and Im ill wit the pill
On the street, or on the mic, dick what you like?
While yall jealous niggas hatin me just on spite
Im like digital underground, do what you like
My cartiers glow like lasers, fantasias
At every show what, got yall hoes pushin up daisys
N.o.r.e. the way I plan this shit, yeah like mase said
Phonin young bitches n shit

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