Ain’t Shit Changed

[Intro: Crypt The Warchild]
*Yeah, okay*
*DC, OS, AOTP, yeah*

[Verse 1: Crypt The Warchild]
The edge of my bed, cleaning my .45
I support a change but don't support no lie
Oil for blood, offshore drilling
Will it put an end to this onshore killings? No!
[?] debate on Obama McCain, man
They sell you a dream, they all of the same men
That's why we gotta come up with a game plan
Cop guns illegally and know where to aim them
When shit goes down will you bitch niggas be ready
And beef on your block making you breath heavy
Distribute claim, look like desert storm
Tanks barrel trough your spot then you know it's on
My decoration, written in blood
Dirty politics'll learn to clean up with a slug
At the White House with my army from the slums
We wanna portion of the cake you're feeding us crumbs
Left wing right wing all believing we dumb
We need more leadership to start teaching our young
Street [?] and heat reaching let 'em breach with a gun
Arrest the president we intelligent hoodlums

[Hook: Outerspace]
What you call change? When ain't shit changed
Same struggle, same game, ain't shit changed
What you call pain? Different days same shit
Same pain, same brain what changed? Ain't shit
What you call change? When ain't shit changed
Same struggle, same game, ain't shit changed
What you call pain? Different days same shit
Same pain, same brain, what changed? Ain't shit

[Verse 2: Planetary]
Uh, can't explain what's wrong with the new world
Need to figure it out, before I have my new girl
No change can rearrange my game plan
So I gotta keep a level here, for the sake of fam
Can't rob an innocent man
Gotta set a good example for my children and all
The Recession is depressing but I overcome quick
Every time I get low, God bless you with a gift, shit
What the fuck was I thinking for real
Mom taught me better thou shalt not kill or steal
Thou shalt not back down, when time's rough
Go get your paper, player, times ain't that tough
Mike Tyson lost a job people please pay attention
Accidents happen every single minute and you stressing
The root of evil, you ain't even watching your people
Barack can't save lives and the Lord ain't evil, so
Peep the face that you see in the mirror
Deal with the words while the message starts to get clearer
Never fear a, soul cause they're God's creation
Buckle up your seat belt and get ready for the races

*Ain't shit changed*
*Who's the real criminals*
*The real thugs is the government*
*And fuck politicians nothing but liars*

[Hook]