[Intro]
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Damn yo.. Yeah
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Pssh! Err'body go through it, we went through it
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A lil' nigga went through it (Talk about it!)
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Crackheads, dope fiends, young nigga with coke dreams
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Vision blurred, he lookin at life through a smoke screen
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Hopin, wishin, but never prayin for a better living
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He never prayed cause they fucked his head up with they religion
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I find it hard to believe that he's still breathin
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Niggaz wanted him dead for not even regular reasons
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He was ready to go like whenever, however
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for whatever, the ghetto'll turn him into a rebel
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He shot his first victim at 13 (WHOA!)
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Did he stop there? Nigga is dirt clean? (NO!)
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It was gettin worse by the minute, the hood screamed
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"Somebody stop him! Please stop him before somebody pop him!"
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He was wild like a Lucas, a father divine
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He compares swallowin mucus to swallowin swine
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He used to bustle the gun, aim right at the crowd
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It was foul, see this lil' nigga run so wild
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[Chorus:]
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His heart was warm but then became so numb
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I hope a change gon' come
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Someone will send him to Kingdom Come
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unless a change gon' come
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That gangsta lifestyle, it ain't no fun
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I hope a change gon' come
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I-I-I, I hope a change gon' come
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I-I-I, I hope a change gon' come
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By the age of 16, he huggin the strip mean
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Big chains, big rings, plus he kept the kicks clean
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Have the same get-rich scheme as Rich, 'Preme, Nicky and Fritz
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Shit he did, it was strictly for chips
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The only difference was this kid was much more violent
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He used to like to rap, what a waste of some raw talent
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Runnin 'round in the street like he wasn't gon' get murdered ever
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When all he had to do was put a couple words together (yup)
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March 24th, 1994, his life took a turn for the worst, a brush-in with the law
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The charge was attempt murder with a burner that had more
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other bodies on it, there was a chance he wouldn't get off
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But they dropped it to assault, sent a nigga up North
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Where he started writin rhymes 'bout all the shit that he saw
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From the drugs to the guns to the whores and the bums and the slums
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He said a change gon' come
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[Chorus]
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After more than six years in the beast, he get released (he out!)
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Lot of his friends locked up, lot of 'em is deceased (yep)
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People wonderin why he be greetin 'em sayin, "Peace"
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They 'member him from before when he was considered a beast
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They also said they proud of what he did with this rappin thing
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They be seein his face all up in the magazine
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Hearin him on the radio, but they already know
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Even when he was whylin, he had a pretty heavy flow
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Nowadays his lifestyle changed for the better
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He the underground #1 reigning contender
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From a 6 X 8 cell, to hangin with Dave Chappelle (Hahaha~!)
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Gettin his giggle on, you haters go straight to hell! (Word!)
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His moms tellin him to listen,
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"Son, you can't afford another felony conviction
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They got you labeled as a menace to this jurisdiction
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They gon' try to come get you and stick you back in prison
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Nigga, it's your decision"
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[Chorus]
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[Outro]
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Yeah, if you haven't figured it out by now
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This kid that I'm talkin 'bout is me - Saigon!
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Bustin my hammer in the streets, flippin packs
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...to flippin tracks, haha! Yeah..
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S to the A, Cordero, good look on your flick, baby!
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S to the A, Yardfather shit, I kick that Yard shit all day, man
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The change gon' come, baby! In hip-hop, in the world, everywhere
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It's about me, The Yardfather, Saigon
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Swervin, swervin
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Change Gon' Come
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| Saigon |
