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letra de change - charlie ray

[chorus]
every-everything, everything
everything will change
every-everything, everything
everything will change
every-everything, everything
everything will change
every-everything, everything
everything will change

[verse 1]
the industry hopeless and been in doubt, a slave to that hocus-pocus they been about
victimized by the vixens, in disguise with the system in place to ensure the demise of anyone riding against ’em
it gives the absolute power that they desire
to hypnotize the m-sses, pollute the staff that they hire
and utilize the fans to expand their cult-ish empire
and brand a f-cking liar to push a product to buyers
from “through the wire” and “jesus walks” to a heathen lost
from jesus pieces and poetry to a deepened frost
but he just want up a milli and in a decent cloth
and just a bunch of affiliates, they ain’t even boss
and i don’t f-ck with that city sh-t, they adopt the fame
they walk around looking down on anyone not the same
illuminated and [?], he just be super faded
in any case, you can see the evil and he who made it

[verse 2]
because the industry hopeless and been in need
homies tell me i should rest, but i’m focused and in the street, ya b-tch
i do the most and i hope it hits some deep, ya b-tch
cause life’s a hoe and i’ve been stroking that b-tch to sleep-ing quick
my fans been holding me down, and now we all the way up
and f-ck your label, the industry n-gg-s oughta pay us
ain’t calling y’all unless i’m calling your bluff
changing my number, i’ve been bothered enough
we’ll get along when i’m dust
i think i’ll probably produce me a couple movies while you wit’cho floozy trynna get roofied and f-ck with lucy who shoot you a couple thousand and ride yo -ss like a hoopdee
makes you pay back, its all in the contract you didn’t proofread
you some soul sellers, bunch of gold-getters and a gold bezzle
gold medal, red as rose pedals that dispose leather
mold better never told ever, have a soul clever
low better betcha own stretcher can’t control h-ll-a
no old motherf-cking bozos, hoes, and h-m-s
they be everywhere i don’t go
i be at the crib – mother f-ck a club
i’m in the ozone with my go phone, puffin slow-mo, drinking with my b-tch
but i can only speak for me
i can only wake you up and turn you to the frequency
i can only guide you and provide you with the decency
’cause i do what i like for life, but i feel like i need to lead
your boy can turn to compet-tion – compet-tion turns to enemy
held me down, i wish you was a friend of me’s
still but i turn him to a memory
and n-gg-s make a little noise and pretend to sleep
sh-t, if you make a little noise, you will get destroyed
i can’t wait to show you my toys, go and get your boys
and let anybody to blow you, it’s time to fill a void
because everybody employs who you unemploy
but be careful ’cause the industry is lethal
you got to focus ’cause the enemy is see through
and don’t concern yourself with everything that he do
do yourself, and do it bigger than the deep blue
and f-ck your hero, he a leach too
bunch of weak clones in a cheap suit
keep it real with how you feel and watch it bleed through
go and get your own sh-t and make ’em need you ’cause

[outro]
every-everything, everything
everything will change

- charlie ray

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