We Need a Change (cover)

Original written and recorded by Silone Dewin- No Fable Records 2008 [Intro] (Hell yeah) We need a change in this fucking rap game, man We need a fucking change, we living out there too crazy So stop rapping like this [Verse 1] This game is like, what's happening? Tryna stop my rapping I keep it cracking Why you fronting? You rap about nothing. Get to humping dawg got something on the real to say Rap needs to change ways before the final days. Y'all need to chill, oh yeah Put the guns down, kneel and pray on holy ground where your soul lay Stop killing one another, show love to one another. Be sisters and brothers to each other I can't hate you, got love for you. Thugs will slate ya pull guns they crate ya Homies will betray you to the grave that way. With the worms you stay, was it worth the pay day? What are we doing? Who are we fooling? Kids doing the shooting, running around looting Smack polluting our time and all minds. You pull a tech nine, take a life, too much strife Too sacrifice for a real life. Stand up, man, make a new plan Ways better to get that cheddar, oh whatever Suits you better, life rearranged, stop acting deranged. We need a change [Chorus] (Shit, homie, we all need a fucking change. Hell yeah, we need a change) So stop rapping your crap and change, change, man. Stop rapping your crap and change, change, man [Verse 2] Check in the game, check out what the bane. Out on the slang, math and cocaine Got me insane, then you don't give a dang. Take a trip, flip the script, drop the clip Buy the gun, by the hip. Pay your dues, what's to lose? Another dead body on the news Stop acting a fool, stop selling drugs to schools. Big drug boss what's the cost? Another child lost Like a child holocaust, just stupid and crazy. Your mind must be cloudy and hazy It amazes me how things can be such a mess. Must confess, it was the same in the game, made a change Longer life range, stop rapping bang bang and slang slang, 'cause it's all the same Takes no thought, rhymes gonna be bought, sold until caught, so you thought Write from the heart, if you got the smarts, let's talk about more than slanging from the park So you gotta caddie on deck, but you need a welfare check. We prop this lifestyle, living wild, young thugs live wild We just talk shit, child, listen to us, don't follow us. Sitting on rotten porches and sleeping with cockroaches Is that cool to you? You don't know what you're getting into. Till you feel the slug of a 32 Eleventh grade, didn't make it to one two. We need a change, man [Chorus] (Hell yeah, we need a change) So stop rapping your crap and change, change, man. Stop rapping your crap and change, change, man [Outro] So in closing, man, let's take this rap game to a different level A higher level Something that stimulates the mind (Yeah)