Change
[Hook]
Change
It's time for change
Change
Nothing stays the same

[Verse 1: Blacastan]
Entered the game with a song about a tape deck
Easily one of the greatest who hasn't made it yet
It's been a long and hard road I'm paying crazy dues
Hard work is the key, I'm far from lazy duke
Breaking night in the lab I'm focused on the rhyming
They say the formula to blow is all about your timing
In that case I'm flipping rhymes like bricks on consignment
Fell hard for this rap shit like Frankie Lymon
Only chosen if you can take it to this level of grinding
Go hard or go home, that slogan is what I am
I'm getting rich or die trying, that's word to god
Still alive past twenty-five defeating the odds
In this dirty game of poker I'm playing my cards
Even when the grass low snakes still camoflauged
Most friends change colors and become estranged
Trends come and go but real niggas never
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[Verse 2]
The heavyweight champ, what I been is lethal
Share my vision, my insight is what you see through
Rock with me, go on a journey through the pen and pad
Now close your eyes and feel every struggle that I had
At age six in the first grade hosing my sneakers
With boom boxes and D batteries in the freezer
Young as shit trying to catch me a hip hop fix
Bumping everything from Beasties to B Legit
Later on practicing rhymes in the mirror with brushes
Sit in cyphers in the streets burning down dutches
Cash rules everything was a popular slogan
The soundtrack to nostalgic moments in time
Equivalent to me writing rhymes or loading nines
In front of crowds on stage going for mines
From the era of b-boys with the rope chains
It sounds strange but real niggas never

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