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letra de times have changed - onlyone

[verse 1: iame]
for quick bread you’re quick to tradin’ your soul and ideals
like hoes that strip naked on poles in high heels
we cheat, lie, steal, sell guns and poisons to kids
it’s dirt, and legit work’s the last choice on our list
we’re prisoners that work for these wages
f-ck it, i’ma serve ’em h-ll with this twelve gauge
at minimum range from the bank teller
tell her put the sh-t in the bag
anyone moves, i’ll shoot this b-tch in the face
but it’s no wonder we look timid, it’s evident from the inner cities
the ghettos, even the suburbs, these sentiments go unheard
i run a vision so blurred, there’s no cure in sight
in the abyss we submerged, we search for light
most’ll only find a serpent’s bite with no workman’s comp
when the work stops, that’s when a person dies
i’ma load a weapon with a empty cartridge, don’t start sh-t
unless it’s some sort of charitable act, what else you got, b-tch?

[hook: dj spark, scratch and sample]
it’s not a game, it’s a lot of pain
you thinkin’ it’s all good? times have changed
come to the crib, get banged, they take your chain
as far as rap goes, it’s only natural, i explain

[verse 2: ethic]
i’m the governing type to those with an upperhand
this gutter is right, yeah, but i need to expand
it’s a c-mbersome plight, a thundering city lights
when livin’ under the gun is someone holdin’ a knife
when workin’ another day means workin’ another night
mixed with the adrenaline of a condition that might
have me flip on this light as i rip into yours
i’ma get what i like and exit through these doors
f-ck somebody getting the best of me
it’s amazing what one will do when they threaten necessity
give you a taste of what you see on the news
if you choose to look into the eyes of a stomach without food
i move with the mind of a time bomb, confused
consumed by the amount of wealth that you abuse
and if you ain’t down to help, i’ma start climbin’ out
give these f-ckin’ papers somethin’ to write about

[verse 3: onlyone]
i choose to survive when we’re losin’ our lives
it’s gotta be the system with poverty, imprisonment
dishonesty and sinners inst-tutionalised
my cousin’s been in the pen, a pig shot him in his -ss
i’m in abduction with my brother, i made a visit to ask
why the f-ck has he been livin’ behind a visitor’s gl-ss?
visit my past, dad hit mom, she hit me
now i hit blunts and l!cks, get sh-t ’cause it’s free
when there’s so much i’ve seen, and it’s scary on average
i would steal green, smugglin’ through carry-on baggage
beware of a savage, ’cause if i go crazy
i’ll have a tie with all those other motherf-ckers that raised me
there’s a fiend’s face inside of my brother and his lady
he’s freebasin’ on oninons, even in front of his baby
believe even i could be like him with a gun and just maybe
i get clapped, ’cause f-ck bein’ outrun when they chase me
knahmean?

- onlyone

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