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letra de ain’t shit changin’ - kevin1100

(kevin1100)
ain’t shit changing but the scenery/
ancient wisdom on my mind, and these demons look divine/
i got a angel that be feigning me/
oh she’s a fine woman, you know/
a real fancy thing at that/
and you know what i bet ya?/
i’ll bet you she’s a real lady in the streets and a real freak in the b-e-d/
ain’t shit changing but the scenery/
soon enough i’ll be whipping round, in another whip/
engine so loud that you thought it was the mothership/
ain’t shit changing but the scenery!/
swag harder, swag harder, swag harder, swag harder, swag harder, swag harder, swag harder, swag harder, swag/

everything about my life is perfect, when i count my blessings/
still chasing cash, a mad dash to lessen stresses/
it’s just another ill day in america/
kevin eleven uh…hunnid duh!/
credit the creator for the labor on the track/
i be working like a slave in an oven with a grave on my back/
probably getting paid, hmmm…really great how bout that?/
i’m just doing what i love, so my semen don’t suffer/
keep these kids afloat, but f-ck a rubber love your lover – skeet/
and if you n-gg-s missed it duck for cover cuz my muzzle/
is lethal, he speaking what the third eye see in/
just a few winged ones and a bunch of sly demons/
this world is f-cked up and materialistic/
i’m trying to live the word and they act like they don’t hear it/
and clearly i’m a spirit, and the rest of them just n-gg-s/
suffering in a system, steady grinding with persistence/
but we don’t know no better, chasing cheddar, just to better our existence, dismiss this/
tell me what you know about h-ll/
been waiting on god so long/
n-gg- i can’t tell/
too many biotcheez, not enough angels/
so when i get this ferrari, i’ll still whip the jeep with twenties on the feet/
yeah, it’s a 1999, but it r-i-d-e/

ain’t shit changing but the scenery/
ancient wisdom on my mind, and these demons look divine/
i got a angel that be feigning me/
oooo, she got a round booty/
and some big -ss titties/
a woman like that’ll make you go crazy/
that’s whatcha need/
and you better treat her right/
treat her good/
ain’t shit changing but the scenery/
soon enough i’ll be whipping round, in another whip/
engine so loud that you thought it was the mothership/
ain’t shit changing but the scenery!/
swag harder…(repeats in background)/

i’m just tryna’ put my people in the front seat/
teach’em how to be so they’ll never be hungry/
show’em how to fish, show’em how to sell a few/
now they getting cash and can show you what in h-ll it do/
what in h-ll it do, can’t you look around?/
it’s building empires, getting higher off the ground/
we spitting fire, and we burning things down/
just to start anew, only a few were made for crowns/
i put on for my city, always rep the home town/
i put on for my city, always rep the home town/
i said i put on for my city, always rep the home town/
i put on for my city, always rep the home town/

(lando – kevin1100’s dad)
enjoy life…/
live, love, laugh, explore, discover, observer/
love people/
use things for the good/

(kevin1100)
ain’t shit changing but the scenery/
ancient wisdom on my mind, and these demons look divine/
i got a angel that be feigning me/
she know she fine/
you know she fine/
but one question you got to ask yourself/
is she the baddest in the land?/
is she the baddest m-th- f-cka on the planet?/
‘cause that’s the one you want!/
ain’t shit changing but the scenery/
soon enough i’ll be whipping round, in another whip/
engine so loud that you thought it was the mothership/
ain’t shit changing but the scenery!/
swag harder, swag harder, swag harder, swag harder, swag harder, swag harder, swag harder, swag harder, swag/

just let me roll on down this road/
protect my soul until these streets turn into gold/
don’t let me crash, i’m so out of control/
heaven knows i’m bout to blow/
on jesus and everything that god made, i’m the o…/
any and every night i pray an meditate myself to sleep/
possibly probably plotting, fulfilling prophecies/
as if possibly, hip-hop was made for lost souls/
where young apostles and modern day aristotles/
tried they’re hardest to define and pronounce a model/
for living life, like we’re immortal/
practicing for heaven until we step on through that portal/
so praise the god that taught a man how to snorkel in a land of mostly seas where he can’t hardly breathe/
not from the water, but from the heat of the h-ll beneath his feet /
where n-gg-s doing, evil and ugly things for some pussy and weed/
and a couple a hundred million peonies/
n-gg-s getting shot at denny’s/
waffle houses, ihops/
and state fairs full of innocent families/
ducking and dodging strays, sent in revenge/
as if k!lling one more n-gg- gon’ really make amends/
as dear friends gather round a casket built by sin/
i gotta stay away…i’m tryna’ win!/
so tell me when you tryna win/
i’m standing out, they been fittin in/
i’ma tryna bend, a black ferrari round a city where it’s none of them/

- kevin1100

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