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ja rule - change gon come lyrics

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[intro: sam cooke & ja rule]
it’s been too hard livin’
but i’m afraid to die
i don’t know what’s up there
beyond the sky
it’s been a long
a long time comin’, but i know
change gon’ come
oh, yes it will
know what, f+ck it

[verse 1: ja rule]
first off, f+ck the snitch and that unit he claim
f+ck dre partial, and eminem
plus the world heard it before, they tired of them
and they waitin’ for that thug sh+t from rule again
if the new sh+t is to bomb proof your hummer then
put a vest on yourself and your chill+dren
teach ’em be scared to death of them murderin’
n+ggas who like to put [?] holes in chins
in case y’all ain’t knowin’ ’bout my savages
they’ll kidnap your kid throw ’em ovеr a bridge
that reminiscin’ to n+o+t+o+r+i+o
u+s, you just, lay down slow
blaze out in thе six while lettin’ the fifth go
i think big as if i was wanted on death row
we the world famous, murder inc. we infamous
for makin’ bangers and bang and handle sh+t
[chorus: ja rule & black child]
change gon’ come
i ain’t gonna lie when the heat wave high eybody gotta die
change gon’ come
you better believe it, we stoppin’ n+ggas from breathin, poppin’ n+ggas then leavin’
change gon’ come
one way or another, we gangstas from the gutta, we shoot ya then cut ya
change gon’ come
ja, you ain’t never lie when the heat wave high eybody gotta die

[verse 2: black child]
as i sit back relax, cuttin’ crack loadin’ gats
i think about these s+xy rappers that i wanna clap
i probably go to jail for sendin’ 50 to h+ll
if i lay banks down
yayo gon’ tell
fatal’ll help him write his raps in braille (uh huh)
black child is blackmail, rule is crack sells (yeah)
i.g. (what) n+gga the boss of all bosses (uh huh)
we get money (uh huh) off of music, (uh huh) murder, and torture (what)
who got what it cost (uh huh) for a coffin
n+gga you a dead man walkin’ (p+ssy)
this is extortion ([?])
we organize crime
everybody’s cryin’
while all of y’all dyin’
when the iron start flyin’
now the public, (yeah) wanna polly ’bout peace
well f+ck peace cause this n+gga half police
and black child is half man half beast
and i’ma give all y’all n+ggas a half a clip a piece (yea)
[chorus: ja rule & black child]
change gon’ come
i ain’t gonna lie when the heat wave high eybody gotta die
change gon’ come
you better believe it, we stoppin’ n+ggas from breathin, poppin’ n+ggas then leavin’
change gon’ come
one way or another, we gangsta’s from the gutta, we shoot ya then cut ya
change gon’ come
ja, you ain’t never lie (uh) when the heat (uh) wave high (uh) eybody gotta die

[verse 3: young merc]
it’s time to address the public
n+ggas is frontin’ like when we see ’em we ain’t dumpin’
shot’s tryna lay somethin’ down, homie it’s nothin’
when you dealin’ wit real gangstas
that a pop and erase ya, my dogs ain’t playin’ man
whenever we see you we leavin’ you there
and ain’t no aftermath after these shot’s flare
n+gga we get it poppin’ bang like crips and bloods
and (yeah) ain’t sh+t change, (uh) i still keep a (yeah) bandana and pack guns n+gga

[verse 4: d.o. cannons]
you better watch you mouth, ‘fore i rip yo face off
and everybody you wit gon’ jet the f+ck off
you’s ain’t gangstas, you sweet as duck sauce
d’ plays no game, pop the f+ck off
oh, you want war
everybody gon’ get clipped the f+ck off
everybody know your block is b+tt soft
we got big ball
pay off ten fo’
walk with the fifth hall
bangin’ on crenshaw
[chorus: ja rule & black child]
change gon’ come
i ain’t gonna lie when the heat wave high eybody gotta die
change gon’ come
you better believe it, we stoppin’ n+ggas from breathin, poppin n+ggas then leavin’
change gon’ come
one way or another, we gangsta’s from the gutta, we shoot ya then cut ya
change gon’ come
ja, you ain’t never lie when the heat wave high eybody gotta die

[sam cooke sample]
change gon’ come
change gon’ come
it’s been too hard livin’
change gon’ come
change gon’ come
yea

[chorus ja rule & black child]
change gon’ come
i ain’t gonna lie when the heat wave high eybody gotta die
change gon’ come
you better believe it, we stoppin’ n+ggas from breathin, poppin n+ggas then leavin’
change gon’ come
one way or another, we gangsta’s from the gutta, we shoot ya then cut ya
change gon’ come
ja, you ain’t never lie when the heat wave high eybody gotta die



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