The Times

[Verse 1: Sol] These are the signs of the times Yeah, lightweight still pull through in the same While heavy weight heads take two to the brain You might me see me celebrating, Kool & The Gang Yeah times done change but I’m still doing my thang When the beat drops in I’ma ooze at the stage Come back for an encore and do it again Cause y'all came to see me come But she ain’t came yet so I’m do what it takes Condoms break and babies are made You call it a mistake I’m calling it faith Cause that’s the same way the music we create Cause goosebumps, new trends, and change the game I’m a young dude but I grew up off the old school So I know some shit and I’m no fool But I also know there’s no rules and We all evolve or at least we supposed to [Hook] We all know that nothing is forever, man So we work hard and pray for better days We all know that nothing is forever, man But if you stay where you are then times will never change (Budo, whattup!) [Verse 2: Sol] The music I make ain't the music that makes me I write from the heart, so my songs, they stay deep And my mind it stays free When I’m live on stage I've got angel wings We been making music since we was in the game Throwing racks at each other's face Yeah, we still banging on them drums via MPC And mp3’s changed the game These old school cats must feel like Satchel Paige Spend most they prime outside of cyberspace Cue the music trafficking but nothing like an African Strapped to the bottom of the ship you’re not a slave Yeah, time’s done change, they’ll never be the same This is a PSA. Get off the corner with your mixtape And get off myspace, you need to open your mind And see how quick these time change I said open your mind And see how quick these time change [Hook] [Bridge] Times will never change, times will never change Times, times, will never change Times will never change [Verse 3: Grieves] I grew up within the crackle of the vinyl Muddy Waters spun like a top and it went viral It took me, held me by the hand and advanced me Showed me what it was to be the man, a family, a student Learning from the cracks and the skips Dusty little book shelf giving me the sniffles Was worth it, TDK on the dresser Dubbing off the deck for a mixtape adventure Was real, rocked a walkman like a merit badge Way beyond the rise of CDs until the motor crashed After that I saw the speed of evolution The compact disk and the digital movement The future, Smokey Robinson, I kept it cruising Whether it was seen as a curse or an improvement It lives. Strumming on the strings like a kid Still hypnotized by everything the resonation gives Though a record always spins like it used to People get the music off the internet and youtube I can’t complain, cause even though it ain’t the same It’s still available to make that change [Hook]