The World Is Changing lyrics

Artist  : Fatal 
Song : The World Is Changing
 

[Singer]-oohhhh(hold note)
[Voice]- Tell`em where you come in, tell that
fake nigga where you come in
[Singer]-oohhhh(hold note)
[Voice]- Yall bit*h niggaz is jealous, I see a
whole bunch of suckers

     Verse one
Won`t you niggas, take a look at a real thug
and see why, ya bit*hes get suspicious and peal
slugs, at me, til the day I die, high muthaf**ker
tryin`
to think of somethin`, other then dyin`
what the f**k could you do me? but laugh and diss
stay in your place, while a real playa mash to
this
I know it`s heaven for G`s, M-11 to squeeze
`bout an ounce, and body counts, to drop pass
seven degree`s
I`m a neva go home, blastin` on you bit*h made
jealous as* niggas, switchin` up like a switch
blade
life is what you make it, I`m make it in dope
my dog died in tail cell, shakin` from rope
it`s only one way out the game, and I suggest you
stay
from escapade, profess you chest and laid
put ya guns down, shoot for revolution, and mash
in other words, keep your sh*t cocked shootin`
for cash

     Chorus
[Singer]- Life ain`t what, it used to be
babbbyyy it`s so easy, the world is changin`
will I live or will I die? will I ever see the
light?
the world is changin`

     Verse two
My next kin to crew, is a selected few
if you don`t f**k wit me, they won`t bust at you
I been from Cali, Sac the Bay Area and back
in this world thats all black, more critical wit
tha mack
are Russian war, kick it they bit*hes and f**k`em
all
? like squad, they all talked, I stuck`em all
yall niggas goin` despice on me, makin` thugs out
you suckas
come and ride for me, dyin` is the hardest part
of livin` ya life
talkin` slick, after tellin` me that bit*h was ya
wife
so your fiancee, probably goin` wild for me
I write a letter to my un-born child
and tell my baby girl to smile for me

     Chorus

     Verse three
Bumpin`, jumpin` from jeerz, wit these thugs that
hide ten`s
on they hips six-shooters, inside a buggy-I Benz
approach hard, slidin` speed roads, from the
coast guard
better warn you, befo I put somethin` on you 
and it your folks hard, that Henny mix
rappers fire quick like twenty blix, any click
beefin`
cuz, they don`t city wit, loves goin` get cha
Hussein been it, affendin` ya little dogs
puttin` thugs on a stretcher, so suffer
look at her wiggle, and don`t touch her
must cha make suicidal threats, to cuff her
you ain`t a playa(nigga), while you ridin` a
bit*h
and ain`t a ridah, now you`s a sucka and ya pride
is clinched
once she go thug, so always be thugged
remember that son, all I want is action
won`t hesitate to clap one, the east and the west
got me packed and stressed, but through the pain
all I`m tryin` to , is gain happiness
why don`t you niggas, take a look at a real thug
and see, why these suckas tryin` ball on me, me
god<echoes>

     Chorus

Makaveli to don, Kadafi rest in peace
(Makaveli to don<echoes>)

[Singer]- Will I live or will I die? Will I ever
see the light
the world is changin`, ooohhhhh