things you do

Lyrics

, yeah, you know i'm a highly influenced person right?, well i listen to what people be tellin me, sometimes for the good, sometimes for the bad. "why'd you change the things you do!", they keep tellin me, man they keep tellin me, "why'd you change the things you do!", i try somethin new, they keep tellin me, they way you stood for yours, radio don't play, so you set up tours, it's that real shit, how you signed to a label, vinyl kept independent and made the cd, major, "why'd you change the things you do!", they keep tellin me, man you stay reppin your crew, played your position, and still got your messages through, paid your tolls, maybe you'd be callin 'em dues, paved the road l.a. dodger blue, c'mon, "why'd you change the things you do!", you a double threat, produce others yet, on stage when you spit's how you bubble best, don't hear fuck what they tell me, caught you in dallas with fareye and l.b. "why'd you change the things you do!", how you reached the crowd, how you teach 'em how, your ten tip shit you did had 'em screamin loud, then you flipped the script, jumped in the aisle, the greatest show, e-v, no doubt, the way you pushed babu, to the front of the stage, to the front of your group, but still dilate, i relate to you, never started battles, just finished 'em through, as a matter of fact, eternal rest in proof, would've loved to seen him 'til we all build in the booth, after i seen you in tempe on stage was the truth, that night i learned life is short, i never throw away days, ev's my support, please, "why'd you change the things you do!", only thing constant's change i tell 'em, most understand, a few against the grain rebellin, i give 'em all to me, the beats knock like halloween, got fans, got fiends, they be yellin, "why'd you change the things you do!", need more leaders, most don't speak up, but turn up they speakers, pumpin weak shit, more concerned with sneakers and carryin heat, don't gangbang, i'm still bangin out these heaters, "why'd you change the things you do!", listen, don't need middlemen to hear your voice, the label don't support, back to challenge choice, back to abb, back to basic bits, choppin up loops gritty for the streets, hehehe, it's the weatherman, take all of that shit with a grain of salt, in one ear and right out the other motherfuckin ear, unless i agree with you, then i might replay that, "in one ear and right out the other."