Verse 1 (Contemplate):
Still staring in the windowpane, waiting for a change
But still we're getting change
Sounds so strange
Yeah, I know
Still getting our peso lay low
We're the realest rappers that they don't know
But still randoms
Even though we're kids we've been humble (humble)
But still nothing has changed
I think my mind is deranged
My hand is outta range
Raise my middle finger in their face
Still (still)
Nothing has changed (change)
Nothing has changed
Chorus (Contemplate and Aud):
Hey, yo, nothing has changed (changed)
Mm, I feel the pain (pain)
Yeah, nothing has changed
Nothing has changed
Nothing has changed
Yeah, I feel the pain (pain)
Yeah, we still the same (same)
Yeah, nothing has changed
Nothing has changed
Nothing has changed
(with my gang, gang, gang, gang)
Hey, nothing has changed
Yeah, we'll do the same
Verse 2 (Fusr):
They stab you at the back when you don’t know (don't know)
They homies if you got some money or dro
Boy, what you hiding under that cardigan?
Is it realness? Is it fortunate? Or unfortunate?
Some of my friends are two-faced like their name was Harvey Dent
This the end of the argument, no need to start again
I'm overcoming my consciousness
Man, I'll put them in flames like an arsonist
Homie let me know if you're true to me
Please stop acting like your cool with me
Verse 3 (Aud):
Still looking at the wrong way
But the people don't feel, so the feelings don't change
(wait)
We still have the freedom to say
But the freedom to say is the reason why people gonna hate
Still other people use rage (use rage)
I don't wanna mention your names
But we're still
Trapped inside the cage
With the wars they wage
And the laws they wanna make and do create
You can eliminate (ey)
Only thing remains (ey)
Life always gives lemonades like a bottle of Minute Maid
Still listen to it even realize how odd it is, hey!
Repeat chorus
Verse 4 (Mellow Marc):
When you feel like you’re done
And you don't know what to do
Or where to go, you lost your soul, you're not sure
Nothing's changed (change)
All the same, keep my eyes open for a thing (thing)
Keep your change, money falls to the pocket of the shame
(yeah!)
Fake shit!
Like selling artists for fame (for fame)
Maintain your goals (your goals)
Still I maintain mine
They are still feeding you lies, while ya'll busy with your waistline!
Repeat chorus
Verse 5 (Double D):
Thought I needed some Omeprazole, two caps of that shit
Everytime I spit it’s acid too advanced in this rap shit
Been living under the rock now I’m ready to spazz bitch
Delivering you dope lines better than crack hits
Stuck with these habits, stuck in this traffic
Same hatin' ass fools but I don’t fuck with these faggots
Under-appreciated, not even mad pricks
Accustomed to the silence now ‘bout to wreak havoc
‘Cause in these dreadful times I felt dead inside (ey)
Felt a little lost when I got left behind
Now ‘bout to kill these vultures trying to fit in the culture making shit look like a genocide
Leaving them paralyzed y’all can’t be followin’ the movement (yeah)
Too prudent to school these muthafuckin' students (yeah)
A buncha' nuisance actin like cool kids saying cool shit
Yet still I visualize buncha' bullshit
Still gotta analyze why the scene got catamites
Gotta set aside these parasites, and have the deaf blind be energized, bringing emcees back their appetites
Repeat chorus
Outro (Double D):
When I depart from the world who will fight for my place
(ey)
For this rap game I put my life on the page
(ey)
For this rap game I put my life on the page
