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 [Hook] [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 [Hook]