it seems I remember the good times Were just a little bit more in focus But when she puts her arms around me I can somehow rise above it Yeah, man when
hardest man fall back and start to squeal Haul a fifth to his face, taste the steel This why I got pro deep and stay ruthless You useless, Fuck with
without no money Drama is trying to adjust to circumstance Missing more than one leg or more than one hand Drama is being chased off ya' land By a funny looking man
alone I sit empty inside 'Cause I'm still here, still waiting on you Right here, another man won't do Still here, still waiting on you I know it's useless
(You got me weak, you got me weak) Mr. Right (Can?t move, I can?t think, I can?t speak) Bridge I?m changing my ways Maybe I?ll get in You might be the man
when I was young and we gonna grow up Together, father and son, father and son Nobody separate us that's a fact, I'm never goin' back to the projects The black man
to numb my erection But they won't take this from me My state of mind, it won't change me My state of mind, state of mind Ohh, change me, ohh, change
kiss [Verse 1: Royce da 5'9"] Nickel Nina nigga Twitter beefing, first rapper that I shot a fan Gucci's my absolute state of mind, like Waka's man Chopper
me for bein' me 'cause I can't change it Can't rearrange it, I am what I am So, love me for bein' me When I was six, man, momma told me God don't like
'm not the only nigga that prays every day for forgiveness This life is makin' me substance abusive The media always wants the exclusive Well here it is, fuck 'em all baby, 'cause they're useless
platinum wit a ghost writer, so in the game you won you cheated My slang bang when you need it You man enuff to pull a gun be man enuff to squeeze it
you went platinum when it goes right so in the game you won you cheated my slang bangin ya need it man enough to pull a gun, be man enough to squeeze
of fact Retraced the words that you never said Now you're staring out at a useless blank canvas Yeah, the thing about that is you're the one who said I'm gonna change
like she used to Your friends don't call And they don't even bother with offering excuses Your TV is on, but it's always on So it's useless It's just
lords Who don't give a fuck about mic cords and nice swords Get up, together black risk your cup I'm wishin for a change, my man want his change in a
crews peel clips Niggaz that kill for fun Wanna talk that ill shit sayin how you kill shit Bullets still in ya gun Koolaid in ya veins so now you gotta change
' within I knew all the words to Micheal Jackson's album as a kid And when it came to the biggest crusher Know, he wasn't my man At the age of seven
temple is me Something to believe in Is something to be The evidence is all we taste Man makes changes Man wants everything Man makes changes Man wants