Noreaga - The Change Lyrics
Verse 1: noreagaMy life is like a movie, aiyyo da bad guy loseGood guy win, weak nigga pretend, to be live when he not reallyI smoke a foul phillie, write rhymes try to stay illyI got two seeds, had em both in the same monthYa plan it like that but things occur, baby moms hatin meI aint hatin her, yo, you know what?Most of the time thats way the go, one minute you high, the next you lowNot a soul love, they just love the doeSometimes I think if a nigga wasnt nore, whatCould I have bumped that ***** like I didAnd would I get ass as a regular kid, only twenty yearsDont understand this shit, nigga fake me, jealous of my manuscriptI, manage to flip, casually rip, for my loyal niggas***** that cats some snitch, I did a bid, came home survival thugDont come thru so I dont show love, that how they view meHatin me, tryin to screw me, and your *****es only catch me in jacuzzisAt some other shows, politickin with my other prosKickin back, what?Callin up some other hoeHook:In a minute, I wont claim no setYo, you cant find me, gotta hit me on the internetW-w-dot-nore, if not call meI used to dream of, gettin out of this rough shitNow it seems Im trapped inside of thug shitIn a minute, I wont claim no setYo, you cant find me, gotta hit me on the internetW-w-dot-nore, if not call meI used to dream of, gettin out of this rough shitNow it seems Im trapped inside of thug shitVerse 2: noreagaFor my thug niggas, just livin they lifeDrivin expansive cars, always got one wifeWhere they could hide the work at, how to eat plus to work thatMost of yall hoes know yall not worth thatAnd ya know me, type a nigga play no dIm feelin like my man hollywoodGreen chronic make me feel goodTotal recall the hoodRemember when niggas just stood where they shouldNow these niggas actin outta place, talkin out they *****in faceScreamin how the real when they the snakesYo, this titanic bullshit, overdose shit, nap shit48 hours left to clap shit, crack shit, bogard like bogotaWhile ya imbosiles still really think yall realJust because ya bust a gat dont mean you keepin it realYo, Im ill wit the heat, and Im ill wit the pillOn the street, or on the mic, dick what you like?While yall jealous niggas hatin me just on spiteIm like digital underground, do what you likeMy cartiers glow like lasers, fantasiasAt every show what, got yall hoes pushin up daisysN.o.r.e. the way I plan this shit, yeah like mase saidPhonin young *****es n shitHook
