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letra de change up - wongtune$

[chorus]
tryna change up
from doing the same old things
again and again
tryna change up
from doing the same old things
the same old things

got to change up
from doing the same old things
again and again
got to change up
from doing the same old things
the same old things

[verse 1]
you ain’t the first one
there’s nothing new, it’s already been done
someone went through, and learned from
a mistake you can make or can turn from
when your turn come
i hope heed and read the signs, read between the lines
learn to take your time
avoid those who mislead and impede on peace of mind
the oem design
in the garden
blinded by power and stardom
all i can do is beg pardon
for my actions
sinners sin only in search of satisfaction
what i’m lacking?
love, wait
it’s okay i’ma take it to the club
straight, shots to the head ’til it’s all great
but that shots to the head to my own wake
i’m drowning in sorrow and new wine
cloudy tomorrows, no sunshine
in the forecast, but a fork has two paths:
i can follow the trail or create mine
and i see where it’s headed
addiction, self affliction
dependence and other things
i don’t want so i see that it’s
time to

[chorus]
time to change up
from doing the same old things
again and again
time to change up
from doing the same old things
the same old things

[verse 2]
you ain’t the first one
there’s nothing new, it’s already been done
someone went through and learned from
a mistake you can make or can turn from
when your turn come
i hope heed and read the signs
read between the lines
learn to take your time
avoid those who mislead
and impede on peace of mind
the oem design
in the beginning
losing, when i’m meant to be winning
cruising, hell bent on sinning
cause it feels good
only time that i feel how i still should
what i’m missing?
my father, dag
not a man who i just call dad
nothing that’ll p-ss like a small fad
but i got a few chicks and they all bad
gladly, they call me “daddy”
so i guess i’m a better one
but sadly, i treat them badly
and my son, if he’d ever come
due to circ-mstance
i know how it hurts, so to take that chance
and raise another dead beat
i’ll abstain
still i gotta forgive cause its clear that’s it’s
time to

[chorus]
time to change up
from doing the same old things
again and again
time to change up
from doing the same old things
the same old things

[verse 3]
you ain’t the first one
and won’t be the last
no, you won’t be the last
i just hope you get past the present
past yourself
perhaps you’ll get it if you think about
how others affect you
direct and indirect too
the big picture we neglect to even take a look at
but change that and look back
to those who came before us
something like a life thesaurus
may sound different but people still singing the
same old sad song, the same old chorus
“what’s going on?”
we don’t break cycles
we let them keep going on
but i’m holding on
’til all hope is gone for us
to make a way
maybe strange but it’s time to

[chorus]
change up
from doing the same old things
again and again
time to change up
from doing the same old things
the same old things

[bridge]
break them chains up
so you can be free again
from dealing with all of the
same stuff
can’t you see it’s time to change
time to change

spoken word (jahzeel)

moment of clarity is all this is
for whatever reason, our mothers and fathers failed to stress the importance of legacy. but so too their ancestry, now we stuck. but ensue the vicious cycles bias to no man. no man is their own man…

or so the story goes. you see, slim shady’s account was since birth he was cursed with the curse to just curse; a plight he’ll potentially bear forever, p-ss along to his heirs like rare treasure. but i need not say, a treasure worth infinite dismay

this may be the last chance for you to win the battle. time’s a wasting, so move swiftly. we are the risen generation, our -rs-nal is in tip top shape and we ’bout to go beast mode. no longer do you have to be cursed, no longer should you be complaisant with the hurt that has afflicted millions of generations past

there is a sweet aroma in the air. one that only exists because we fried our inequities and served it with a side, of what we once thought, were impossibilities. nutrition that was once fears. but who cares, we do. consciously remaining the proof that it only takes one…
to shatter the darkness with the truth

- wongtune

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