Sandpeople - Times Have Changed lyrics

[Verse 1: IAME] For quick bread you're quick to trading your soul and ideals Like hoes that strip naked on poles in high heels We cheat, lie, steal, sell guns and poisons to kids It's dirt, and legit work's the last choice on our list We're prisoners that work for these wages f** it, I'ma serve 'em hell With this twelve gauge at minimum range From the bank teller, tell her put the sh** in the bag Anyone moves I'll shoot this b**h in the face But it's no wonder we look timid, it's evident from the inner cities The ghettos, even the suburbs, these sentiments go unheard I run a vision so blurred, there's no cure in sight In the abyss we submerged, we search for light Most'll only find a serpent's bite with no workman's comp When the work stops, that's when a person dies I'ma load a weapon with a empty cartridge, don't start sh** Unless it's some sort of charitable act, what else you got, b**h? [Hook: DJ Spark, scratch and sample] It's not a game, it's a lot of pain You thinking it's all good? Times have changed Come to the crib, get banged, they take your chain As far as rap goes, it's only natural I explain X2 [Verse 2: Ethic] I'm the governing type to those with an upperhand This gutter is right, yeah, but I need to expand It's a cumbersome plight, a thundering city lights When living under the gun is someone holding a knife When working another day means working another night Mixed with the adrenaline of a condition that might Have me flip on this light as I rip into yours I'ma get what I like and exit through these doors f** somebody getting the best of me It's amazing what one will do when they threaten necessity Give you a taste of what you see on the news If you choose to look into the eyes of a stomach without food I move with the mind of a time bomb, confused Consumed by the amount of wealth that you abuse And if you ain't down to help, I'ma start climbing out Give these f**ing papers something to write about [Hook] [Verse 3: OnlyOne] I choose to survive when we're losing our lives It's gotta be the system with poverty, imprisonment Dishonesty and sinners institutionalised My cousin's been in the pen, a pig shot him in his a** I'm in abduction with my brother, I made a visit to ask Why the f** has he been living behind a visitor's gla**? Visit my past, dad hit mom, she hit me Now I hit blunts and licks, get sh** cause it's free When there's so much I've seen, and it's scary on average I would steal green, smuggling through carry-on baggage Beware of a savage, cause if I go crazy I'll have a tie with all those other motherf**ers that raised me There's a fiend's face inside of my brother and his lady He's freebasing on oninons, even in front of his baby Believe even I could be like him with a gun and just maybe I get clapped cause f** being outrun when they chase me Knahmean? [Hook]