Changes by Kid Monk Lyrics
[Intro: Reporter]
Hello and good morning everyone
This is Grey Davis
With your local morning news report
A tragic start to the morning
With reports of local rapper "Kid Monk"
Missing after an alleged shooting
Taken place Downtown last night
[Verse 1]
I was torn like this
Belly of the beast I was born like this
Shoot my pride nigga slit my wrist
I wish I seen what they seen in gliss'
Do you know what glistens?
When the blood boils?
Kings to Queens , do you stay loyal?
Give up and go when shit spoils?
Need money?
No I need loyalty
Staying optimistic really with the business
I can show you what you say you really missing
I can tear the hood, til the ceilings missing
Wish a nigga would, probably end up missing
Loyalty, royalty deep in my blood
Probably you should reflect on the hood
Quoting philosophers
Nigga whatever you naming
I'm aiming, you ducking we good
Coming for everybody on everybody
On my Kamikaze dropping the finale
I'm Killuminati sell your mind and soul and body
Dump your body near the federally
Then they rally on your corpse
Nigga count your lost til it's clover four
I'm just living poor, what I'm living for?
Give me the applauds til it's dead and gone
What is separation nigga?
I'm gon' tell you what I'm really facing nigga
I just had enough and have no patience nigga
Hard work plus dedication nigga
I'm at the end of my rope
(Rope)
Walking the deadliest road
(So)
I'm just letting individuals, so subliminal
I'm a cynical, killing minerals
To my element, shit's irrelevant
I'm gon' break it down on ya'll nigga's heads
I don't even care, no more dumbing down
Flying over heads, stake it to the ground
Bacon niggas now
Burn it to the ground
I'm gon' let it sit til this shit is lit
Spray a hundred rounds we can't coexist
This me dumbing down so just go with it
[Midtro: Reporter]
Police have yet to identify the shooters
Or the discover the whereabouts
Of the body
In this possible homicide
[Verse 2]
Hop in the hoopty composure real low
I'm pretty ruthless got the Ruger
By my side like pillows
We peel out two gunshots and we still out chyeah'
Gang asylum to the hoodlums
Still striving for them duckets
My older brothers shooting buckets
The tie loss
The breaking point for anyone that's
Seen across in hazy thoughts
I seen the vision my nigga we laying low
I was craving Joe's at the corner-store up at 54th
(What's up nigga)
They gang banging
Still singing the same thing and
Niggas claiming they baggage claim and doing the maintenance
No hood politics, hollering
Get you hollow tips
No stalling stay silence or get silenced
Like Stalin's clique
My niggas like talon grips
We real close
And anybody with it gon' get it, it's no joke
You funny nigga's clowning if you step to grown folks
But we little brothers nigga stepping up to big bros
We wanna be Pros that's that new era nigga
47 goons our platoon is propellers
And if you got it raise your fist and just tell it
Cause if I wanna mil I'm gon' really have to sell it
(That shit crack)
Come in demolish shit polish it
Corporations apocalypse
Cop a patience no topping this as we figured
We cracked a line in this
Aligning anonymous prerogatives drowning
Accomplishments no politics my nigga
We copped a 40 in back of a stolen Accord
The sources bumpers coursing
As it's dragging it's floors
I'ma gas it til it's past tense
Til my ass shot up or locked up
In behind the gates of seldom prison floors
[Verse 3]
It ain't no biggie
Let me paint the scene for you
The Chapter fades to "Two"
I'm rocking with the homies on the block on 82
I mean unbreakable these little niggas ain't shook
My brother Willis killed it
I mean he got a mean hook
I never doubted his prowess or even doubted his loudness
Or even coward and sounded like I was doubting his looks
But I knew this nigga meant it
When he stated his intentions
To go against the good book and I can't fail to mention
My niggas on the block
There was Jason, Tyrone , Malcolm and Willis
The realist niggas I ever known
They weren't in gangs but the feeling was the same
Misdemeanors their demeanor's was far from being strange
They known the dealers and hookers that rode the waves
Cocaine infesting waters
The deeper the story caved
The ocean of bitches graffiti and riches
Came at a price that gifted the death of these niggas
That should of stayed in their lane
They jumped out the black coat sedan
Strapped with semis on both hands
Ready to let it slide and, spraying on the mini vans
I guess the story just ends
Faster than these rubbers bands
When these tensions fly when these bullets fly I
Remind myself, I'm just by myself
It ain't like
I'm just deaf to these casualties families
Praise the lord for forgiveness nigga
Or praise the dead and good riddance nigga
[Outro: Reporter]
Police are requesting
That if anyone know the whereabouts of the shooter
Or "Kid Monk"
To please contact your local Police Station
Thank you
Hello and good morning everyone
This is Grey Davis
With your local morning news report
A tragic start to the morning
With reports of local rapper "Kid Monk"
Missing after an alleged shooting
Taken place Downtown last night
[Verse 1]
I was torn like this
Belly of the beast I was born like this
Shoot my pride nigga slit my wrist
I wish I seen what they seen in gliss'
Do you know what glistens?
When the blood boils?
Kings to Queens , do you stay loyal?
Give up and go when shit spoils?
Need money?
No I need loyalty
Staying optimistic really with the business
I can show you what you say you really missing
I can tear the hood, til the ceilings missing
Wish a nigga would, probably end up missing
Loyalty, royalty deep in my blood
Probably you should reflect on the hood
Quoting philosophers
Nigga whatever you naming
I'm aiming, you ducking we good
Coming for everybody on everybody
On my Kamikaze dropping the finale
I'm Killuminati sell your mind and soul and body
Dump your body near the federally
Then they rally on your corpse
Nigga count your lost til it's clover four
I'm just living poor, what I'm living for?
Give me the applauds til it's dead and gone
What is separation nigga?
I'm gon' tell you what I'm really facing nigga
I just had enough and have no patience nigga
Hard work plus dedication nigga
I'm at the end of my rope
(Rope)
Walking the deadliest road
(So)
I'm just letting individuals, so subliminal
I'm a cynical, killing minerals
To my element, shit's irrelevant
I'm gon' break it down on ya'll nigga's heads
I don't even care, no more dumbing down
Flying over heads, stake it to the ground
Bacon niggas now
Burn it to the ground
I'm gon' let it sit til this shit is lit
Spray a hundred rounds we can't coexist
This me dumbing down so just go with it
[Midtro: Reporter]
Police have yet to identify the shooters
Or the discover the whereabouts
Of the body
In this possible homicide
[Verse 2]
Hop in the hoopty composure real low
I'm pretty ruthless got the Ruger
By my side like pillows
We peel out two gunshots and we still out chyeah'
Gang asylum to the hoodlums
Still striving for them duckets
My older brothers shooting buckets
The tie loss
The breaking point for anyone that's
Seen across in hazy thoughts
I seen the vision my nigga we laying low
I was craving Joe's at the corner-store up at 54th
(What's up nigga)
They gang banging
Still singing the same thing and
Niggas claiming they baggage claim and doing the maintenance
No hood politics, hollering
Get you hollow tips
No stalling stay silence or get silenced
Like Stalin's clique
My niggas like talon grips
We real close
And anybody with it gon' get it, it's no joke
You funny nigga's clowning if you step to grown folks
But we little brothers nigga stepping up to big bros
We wanna be Pros that's that new era nigga
47 goons our platoon is propellers
And if you got it raise your fist and just tell it
Cause if I wanna mil I'm gon' really have to sell it
(That shit crack)
Come in demolish shit polish it
Corporations apocalypse
Cop a patience no topping this as we figured
We cracked a line in this
Aligning anonymous prerogatives drowning
Accomplishments no politics my nigga
We copped a 40 in back of a stolen Accord
The sources bumpers coursing
As it's dragging it's floors
I'ma gas it til it's past tense
Til my ass shot up or locked up
In behind the gates of seldom prison floors
[Verse 3]
It ain't no biggie
Let me paint the scene for you
The Chapter fades to "Two"
I'm rocking with the homies on the block on 82
I mean unbreakable these little niggas ain't shook
My brother Willis killed it
I mean he got a mean hook
I never doubted his prowess or even doubted his loudness
Or even coward and sounded like I was doubting his looks
But I knew this nigga meant it
When he stated his intentions
To go against the good book and I can't fail to mention
My niggas on the block
There was Jason, Tyrone , Malcolm and Willis
The realist niggas I ever known
They weren't in gangs but the feeling was the same
Misdemeanors their demeanor's was far from being strange
They known the dealers and hookers that rode the waves
Cocaine infesting waters
The deeper the story caved
The ocean of bitches graffiti and riches
Came at a price that gifted the death of these niggas
That should of stayed in their lane
They jumped out the black coat sedan
Strapped with semis on both hands
Ready to let it slide and, spraying on the mini vans
I guess the story just ends
Faster than these rubbers bands
When these tensions fly when these bullets fly I
Remind myself, I'm just by myself
It ain't like
I'm just deaf to these casualties families
Praise the lord for forgiveness nigga
Or praise the dead and good riddance nigga
[Outro: Reporter]
Police are requesting
That if anyone know the whereabouts of the shooter
Or "Kid Monk"
To please contact your local Police Station
Thank you