point to this, Try best at convincing me Nothing can change without hope. Why do we find that the most we can do Is sit at home waiting for change
being me Cause I can't change it can't rearrange it I am what I am. So love me for being me. [50 Cent] Now Im'a six man momma told me god don't like
see, I can't breathe No more will we be And nothing's going to change the way we live 'Cause we can always take but never give And now that things are changing
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
last time Threw the cards on the table can't take another round Got these chicks callin me it's about to go down You messy, I can't take a man who cant
spoil 'em crazy My account on Millie, wrist on chilly And plus I'm way flyer You would think I played for Philly Got that bent on deuces, ya man is
try lockin' us Yo, son, I'm packin' steel, where ya hard hat You pull out you bust that Your gat useless, where ya heart at? It fingers the trigger, change
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
Slacker, a person who shirts his work or duty A person who evades military service in the wartime I know one thing, man, I'm gonna have my kicks Before
he's drinking alone again and man he's always thinking of a way to change... man something's got to change... its truckin' on midnight and I sit...i sit
its joys and its sorrows Our secrets beneath her, we drive each stake deeper Then offer to barter but each deal is harder The cloaks we keep changing
own Now, you can always go back home Well, you just might be there alone Now, I'm drunk and you're insane And I can't quit and you won't change Ain'
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 ugly
ain't my friend When it comes to friends I ain't got none All I got is a double barrel shotgun I can't stand a useless man that has no plan Lookin'
and they'd say, Uh, she's changing. The money's changing her. And I'd say Listen, the money's not changing me, God's changing me. I'm changing, because
I once met a man who trained himself not to dream What he seems to have seen was a glimpse of everything He's been painting pictures on canvas since age
I don't need to bullshit My mood could switch easily from smooth to ruthless We ain't built the same so mind games are useless Times change, like the climate I change
on the phone You sounded so upset, you said I wasn't the man you'd met 3 years and 7 months ago I pleaded with her take me back I'll change my sorry
