Change the Game (BC)

Get a chair and watch me tell it
Hit this beat so hard like it’s hailing
Think you succeeding but trust me you failing
Think you better than me, well hell, then
Do the shit that I do, take my life and make the rules
Put the standard out there so strong, make Los look like a fool
Each and every fucking day I wake up body in such pain
I supplement my life, cheating the system, just to regain
I want the muscle and all the mass
And I go to work like I went to class
Punch that clock to 5, trying not to look like a dumb ass
Come home and count down the hours till the night hit
Sitting and praying that my night doesn’t go to shit
Since it has been there so many motherfucking times
And now it’s to the point where the pain is in my mind
I’m used to it, maybe it’s all I need to know
But I hide it in my heart, so it would never show
I don’t change direction, I ain’t like that wind blow
Them haters can keep coming, mane, motherfuck them hoes

Got an elephant memory, it’s flawless, I have no clue what to call this
Time I spent in my life, how many years have I fought this
I stepped up to the dark shadow, how many years I been swinging
Battling despite all the losses, now the lames keep on singing
They proclaiming the time I fall, time where I won’t stand tall
Time I don’t change the game, won’t rise above them all
Here’s the truth of the story, that shit is a memory
It showed a life story, it showed what it could be
I could be a hood nigga, with a finger smooth on the trigger
I could be a real man, and whisk my enemies away with a finger
Nigga this no time to slip, can’t let the bullshit get to my heart
Make a mistake that’s dumb as fuck, homie I’m way too smart
My intelligence spans through all walks, education and the hood
Know what it means to pull the trigger, and know when to do good
That’s why when it’s go time, I know how to keep it going
Haters cower around all corners, those yellow streaks be showing

–inspired by T.I. – Check This, Dig That