Things Ain`t What They Used to Be — текст песни (GP Wu)


Them some small ass niggas man
What happened to the realism God?
Keep it tight!
(Niggas, niggas ain`t been, yo son
Niggas wasn`t gettin beatins like we was gettin)
(Niggas wasn`t playin knuckles now
Niggas ain`t playin knuckles no more)
Niggas couldn`t even, niggas couldn`t even take a ass whippin
(Niggas playin piddy-pat)
Word up
Let`s build this shit right here
Build this mountain of thought, thought process
Let`s build these pyramids in the mental real quick
Knahmean, for real let`s get it on
(You sufferin from the curse, black people changed for the worse)

[Pop The Brown Hornet]
Growin up I never thought it`d be like this
Them kids I used to run with they end up on my hit list
I remember when we used to rhyme
Now we shootin at each other with fully loaded nines
And crack got us buggin
No more lovin and huggin
It`s strictly slug servin over turf
What`s it all worth
See once you gone you gone and all your loved ones, they`re left hurt
And brothers don`t think no more
Cause all they wanna see is war
Stupid mother, stupid mother pimped by America
And can`t even see the realness
Get your act together, it`s about to blaze
Republicans they got them Democrats in a daze
Cops are killin blacks more than ever
Blacks are killin blacks more than ever
We`re blind in every which way shape and form
You better analyze that the revolution`s on
They could care less about the black man`s stress
I can`t even walk the streets without a bulletproof vest
Bullets are flyin, black babies are dyin
Mothers are cryin but I`m still packin the iron
They say God works in mysterious ways
Well, so do the devil on a whole different level
That was one of the good ones, now he`s gone
I just seen him last night, word bond
Ain`t nuthin gonna stop the pain
Just remember his face and his name

Chorus:
Mercy mercy me
Things ain`t what they used to be
Like people change
Oh things ain`t what they used to be
(You sufferin from the curse, black people changed for the worse)
Mercy mercy me
Things ain`t what they used to be
They rearrange
Time is runnin out black man
(They took it to a higher plane, but G.P. climbs and maintains)

[Rubberbands]
My mom said it wouldn`t work, callin me a jerk
Started smokin dust to make my body numb cause it hurts
Never thought I`d be the one that I said I wouldn`t be
As a child, livin my life in misery
Eighteen years of age, I thought this was the easy stage
But I guess I got in wrong
With so much pressure on my back I can just collapse
But the black man stand strong like the Eiffel Tower
I`m dealin with some hard times
You wouldn`t understand what I`m goin through
Wakin up with pains in my head that`s unbearable
Just caught a few but if I catch another case
I might be placed in a correctional facility
Hit with a 1 to 3 but never been convicted of a crime
But then again there`s always a first time

[Down Low Recka]
Lord have mercy on these niggas man
(Oh mercy mercy me)
Yo everyone was at the wake cryin
Family members and close friends, inside they dyin
For some it`s never understood
But the bottom line is he gone for good
Heh, I say a prayer then exit to my left
Cause I`m still here waitin for my date with death
Sometimes I wonder what`s better
Either walkin with the dead forever
Or meet my creator sooner than later
I often hope that the way I chose was the right one
Cause the road we walk through life is a tight one
Quick to throw grease in your path
You slip and fall they gonna sit back and laugh
But I`m fully equipped cause my shoes got grip
I`m sharp with the tongue plus mentally fit
Been through a lot, now I got my hands in this pot
And it ain`t gon stop
Times are changin, Illuminati want it all
And when they take it they gonna say it`s cause of y`all
Gangbangers and drug dealers murderin each other over cash
That ain`t gonna last, lord have mercy

Word up
Let`s build this shit right here
Build this mountain of thought, thought process
(They took it to a higher plane, but G.P. climbs and maintains)
Let`s build these pyramids in the mental real quick
Knahmean, for real let`s get it on
(You sufferin from the curse, black people changed for the worse



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