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    "Things Is About To Change" Lyrics


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    Word we stand out, word

    We don't wanna sound like that bullshit

    Let 'em all be aware, not at all will I care

    You gotta know it's about the flow when you comin in here

    Not how long is your hair, but how long were you here

    How many dues you paid, crews you slayed, yeah

    How many clubs you done rocked, for-real

    You ever rocked outside with cats poppin they steel?

    You fake like Ma-Ma-Ma-Max Headroom

    You go from the bedroom to the studio back to the bedroom

    We be on the front line, pavin the way

    For you to do what you do, get what you get, say what you say

    Flip what you flip, play what you play at the Grammy's

    But you don't represent our family, you a thief

    All up and down the East coast

    Things is about to change

    All up and down the West coast, down in the South

    Things is about to change

    All up top and in North Canada, make some noise

    Things is about to change

    All my cats in London, Birmingham, Brixton, word

    Things is about to change

    Join the campaign to rearrange the rap game

    Don't look at me like I'm insane, the facts remain plain

    You to blame, when you take it in vein

    The gains and struggles and pains of those that already came

    From the beginning we tried to attain, the money and fame

    That's not new to the game, it's still the same

    But what seems to change is the loyalty

    Rappers degrade hip-hop for a royalty

    It's all about me and my click and we ballin G

    But we fallin, stallin our callin to be free

    You can't see, they're gonna judge our poetry

    In two-thousand and twenty-three, where will your money be?

    Where will your Benz be? Your friends be?

    Your beginnin be? Your end be? Gently

    You tell me to my face my style you envy

    But behind my back you condemn me, you a thief

    All out in Germany, Africa

    Things is about to change

    Word up, hip-hop, join the nation, movin

    Things is about to change

    Word up, all them fake-ass whack rappers, word up

    Things is about to change

    Tell 'em, go to they shows and let 'em know it's like this

    Things is about to change

    For sure, it's the people that defend me

    Yeah you on MTV, but did you know Ted Demme?

    What about Fab 5 Freddy, Red Alert?

    You not ready ready ready
    This song was submitted on June 20th, 2010 and last modified on November 23rd, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Lawrence Krsone Parker.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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