Whoah, ohh It's a long, long A long coming A change gon'
Yo, yo these got me backed down, how can I escape? How can I survive without weight? It's for the stand off, once you hand off That rock, and then give birth to a knot
Your dream was to rock your 850 and beam You and the Gods buy a crib in the white of Queens But at the same time, on the block is ill Some'll rock you to sleep, hap, for cross pills
Being watched all day like prey Faces, you seen before is in your hallway Brothers you knew for years is mad pussy and Back in the days U.F.O.'s couldn't walk up in It's to motor, travel like a foul order Clear my head, stay sober, the soul
Oahh, been a long, long A long coming A gon' come Oh, yes it
Said, I'm too, of livin' But I'm, but I'm to die 'Cause I know what's up there In great big ol' sky
deep into the fog, big buffalo large Taj Mahal just got banged, shanked for eighty It's hard to keep up, with these key-ons, that dust In the U.S. they want to rock the place and call the rush
All these shameless niggaz armed with cherry-red On the twenty-fifth, rich is gettin' married Killed for power beans, brother own schools in Medina Vaseline lips is cracked cause they all had
They overdue, Gods own a mosque in Peru Tropical and weaves where they grew bamboo Olympic quick flash like a leak on A hundred shares short to own Nissan, em get they feast on
Royal blue lies inside the eyes of Curse the head, who speak and jinx number seven (Seven) Clear my head and stay sober, the soul (Stay sober, the controller)
Oahh, been a long comin' Oh, A change gon' Woooaahh, yes it
Yo, yo, we sit and play the wall like super heroes Late for the man and hit socks and stereos The kid's nice, you twice, run your garments Jet to Providence, up and back down your Parliament
Ironman is laced with a plate the dome piece Go off in airports, biographies, Watch me set it, key-ons hold down the desert And walk with a famous name like Supreme
Carbon copy, I my car, it's near choppy Melachi off the funky pain with the wax poppy on Niggaz get lost like S.S. Turned out rentals, keep gold around the denim
A change come, yes it will been a long, long A time coming A gon' come
Woo, yes it will, said, I'm so of living But I'm, but I'm to die 'Cause I don't know up there In great, big ol' sky Oh my, oh my, oh my
been a long, long time A long time Change come Woo, yes, it
Sorry All the in the world can't sew me together again Lay down, lay stretch me out in Fernandez funeral home On Hun and ninth Always knew I'd make a there
But a lot later than a whole of people thought Last of the Mohicans, well, not the last come with me on this trip, Loaf Gettin' the now
call for drinks, bar's closin' down Sun's out, where we goin' for wanna go far, rough night Tired, baby,
trick the devil ever pulled Was convincing the world he exist And like that, gone