fait profession Il faut s'arreter la et donner sa demission... Changer Pour qu'un nouvel air emplisse nos poumons Changer Pour remettre au vert nos mines de charbon Changer
oh oh change will come! Oh change will come! I will never believe in anything again. I will never believe in anything again. Change will come! Oh! Change
bout Hey yo, yo [Verse One] Whether it's, chips or whips or bricks of 'caine I still shine at the end when y'all forced to rain Changed the game, three
with blue tops And it's still nothin for me to get you shot You see him? Yup, the same ol' pimp Sky baller, and ain't nuttin changed but my limp Natural
?egalite, ouais, on connait la chanson Tu peux noter, on est les champions Bons pour la lecon, nuls pour l?action Sauf trique, baton, charter, maton
'est ton heure, avril, vas- y, allez, croque ce mois Il n'y en aura plus apres, ici bas, c'est comme le close combat Rien n'a change, meme discours, toujours
top) Everybody talking 'bout Pac's life (Outlawz) (Verse One: Tupac) Started with five shots, niggas plotting to kill him Never figured that, that same nigga sell five million Hit the charts
same, you fucking with a changed man we ain't the same, you fucking with a changed man we ain't the same, fucking with a changed man changed man ...
, I'd major in art niggas knew I wasn't wrapped too tight from start But bein' a little off, landed me on top of the charts (whoo) So you take the good
How I have em yellin at da top of dey lungs and.. Lets get it poppin, let lets get it jumpin Aint nuthin to da young dog Run yall, charts lock Soon as
so it never started and it will never stop just like I am and you are) It was in a foreign hotel's bathtub I baptized myself in change. And one by one
just the carcass of the sun, and little painted marbles spinning senseless through an endless black sky. It was in the foreign hotel bathtub I baptized myself in change
pro ringside seats we all in the same row like a crew of bitches pull up and dodge the ragos and how we dazzle these bitches with how we change flows
ya, no i can't dance but I can dance on ya, Swiss on the beats, Chris move ya feet, and baby I can transform ya him to a me, I can change you life, make
ya, no i cant dance but I can dance on ya, Swiss on the beats, Chris move ya feet, and baby I can transform ya him to a me, I can change you life, make
at the house And I put the diamonds down Them things come and they go it's bout the rhymein Now I'm seeing it clearer The season is nearer And still I must change
me - gave it his heart Literally - he got knifed in the car park Now he?ll live forever as a figure on a bar chart But that?s life so enough about
