Ain't Shit Changed - DC the MIDI Alien, Outerspace

The edge of my bed, cleaning my .45

I support a change but don’t support no lie

Oil for blood, offshore drilling

Will it put an end to this onshore killings?

No!

debate on Obama McCain, man

They sell you a dream, they all of the same men

That’s why we gotta come up with a game plan

Cop guns illegally and know where to aim them

When shit goes down will you bitch niggas be ready

And beef on your block making you breath heavy

Distribute claim, look like desert storm

Tanks barrel trough your spot then you know it’s on

My decoration, written in blood

Dirty politics’ll learn to clean up with a slug

At the White House with my army from the slums

We wanna portion of the cake you’re feeding us crumbs

Left wing right wing all believing we dumb

We need more leadership to start teaching our young

Street and heat reaching let 'em breach with a gun

Arrest the president we intelligent hoodlums

What you call change?

When ain’t shit changed

Same struggle, same game, ain’t shit changed

What you call pain?

Different days same shit

Same pain, same brain what changed?

Ain’t shit

What you call change?

When ain’t shit changed

Same struggle, same game, ain’t shit changed

What you call pain?

Different days same shit

Same pain, same brain, what changed?

Ain’t shit

Uh, can’t explain what’s wrong with the new world

Need to figure it out, before I have my new girl

No change can rearrange my game plan

So I gotta keep a level here, for the sake of fam

Can’t rob an innocent man

Gotta set a good example for my children and all

The Recession is depressing but I overcome quick

Every time I get low, God bless you with a gift, shit

What the fuck was I thinking for real

Mom taught me better thou shalt not kill or steal

Thou shalt not back down, when time’s rough

Go get your paper, player, times ain’t that tough

Mike Tyson lost a job people please pay attention

Accidents happen every single minute and you stressing

The root of evil, you ain’t even watching your people

Barack can’t save lives and the Lord ain’t evil, so

Peep the face that you see in the mirror

Deal with the words while the message starts to get clearer

Never fear a, soul cause they’re God’s creation

Buckle up your seat belt and get ready for the races