CHANGE
Ayo y'all super superficial, I'm a looping individual
They concluded from the symbol, this an occult influenced ritual
Exclude me from your shit-show, you stable like those crypto's
Sticking out like my big toe, you know my name
R.U.B.Y., that's official
Pinpointing you with missiles
Hypersonic, latest issue, military grade; wont miss you
Blown to smithereens, super clean exit strategy
Crazy circumstantially, eventually have to redefine whats sane
I smoke too much, drink too much
Think too much, out with such and such
Undesirables, in Gallu's clutches
In God we trusting, for freedom lusting
Necktie adjusting, the blade is rusted, cant touch my game
Because yo these kids talk a lotta shit
Thats doo-doo that they polishing
Takin pics and frolicking cannot do it for the gram
If you move like you immortal, imma push you through the portal
Go explain to your maker why you tried to touch that man
Been around the block
High up out my top
Smoking non stop
I had to change my ways
Show my hands I'm throwing rocks
Taking down these clocks
I only got what I got
I cannot change the game
A grown man change himself, chase his pain. himself
Help himself, self for self, throw salt in wounds
Drywall tombs, long titles on plastic plaques
Rusty idols, moldy stacks, that wasn't wrapped too tight
Eyes fixed on the finish line, stumble over feet
Some would rather perish horribly than to admit they defeat
Came out the woodwork with the meek
I mean Jesus loved the poor, and we been talking
But i don't think that he love me anymore
I'm on my with the law of god, Yahuah, all praise Allah
Almighty light amongst the stars, use me to reveal these bars
Messiah moves without a cause, dreams revealed to be a farce
Lucifer loves fancy cars, he sure knows whats nice
Push that thing til they fall off, in all different col-ors
Threw off these old rags, and the truth showed me All-love
Get these Bernie Madoffs, off that pyramid tip
We sail, we sail, you just the passenger kid! Atum
Been around the block
High up out my top
Smoking non stop
I had to change my ways
Show my hands I'm throwing rocks
Taking down these clocks
I only got what I got
I cannot change the game
They concluded from the symbol, this an occult influenced ritual
Exclude me from your shit-show, you stable like those crypto's
Sticking out like my big toe, you know my name
R.U.B.Y., that's official
Pinpointing you with missiles
Hypersonic, latest issue, military grade; wont miss you
Blown to smithereens, super clean exit strategy
Crazy circumstantially, eventually have to redefine whats sane
I smoke too much, drink too much
Think too much, out with such and such
Undesirables, in Gallu's clutches
In God we trusting, for freedom lusting
Necktie adjusting, the blade is rusted, cant touch my game
Because yo these kids talk a lotta shit
Thats doo-doo that they polishing
Takin pics and frolicking cannot do it for the gram
If you move like you immortal, imma push you through the portal
Go explain to your maker why you tried to touch that man
Been around the block
High up out my top
Smoking non stop
I had to change my ways
Show my hands I'm throwing rocks
Taking down these clocks
I only got what I got
I cannot change the game
A grown man change himself, chase his pain. himself
Help himself, self for self, throw salt in wounds
Drywall tombs, long titles on plastic plaques
Rusty idols, moldy stacks, that wasn't wrapped too tight
Eyes fixed on the finish line, stumble over feet
Some would rather perish horribly than to admit they defeat
Came out the woodwork with the meek
I mean Jesus loved the poor, and we been talking
But i don't think that he love me anymore
I'm on my with the law of god, Yahuah, all praise Allah
Almighty light amongst the stars, use me to reveal these bars
Messiah moves without a cause, dreams revealed to be a farce
Lucifer loves fancy cars, he sure knows whats nice
Push that thing til they fall off, in all different col-ors
Threw off these old rags, and the truth showed me All-love
Get these Bernie Madoffs, off that pyramid tip
We sail, we sail, you just the passenger kid! Atum
Been around the block
High up out my top
Smoking non stop
I had to change my ways
Show my hands I'm throwing rocks
Taking down these clocks
I only got what I got
I cannot change the game
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Writer(s): Ruben Schneider
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