Rob Whitaker - Crave the Change lyrics

[Verse 1: Al-J] Rap, master it, defyin' them with diamond point accuracy When the rewards declare truth, emphatically, still casualty Foreign to you, I'm ignoring your truth Wasn't born with you, prestige, yes indeed, pourin' the juice Pray for mercy, you heard me, grip, now you worried sick Your talk is Murray slick, I pack fury in the fist No need for twelve rounds, you going down From an uppercut, the atmosphere is what's up I rebound from tough luck, s**er, duck, never played the victim part Awk, you got a chicken heart, can't stand the heat The kitchen's hot, break out like the chicken pox You a bundle of nerves with the need to chill I shall respond to the people's will, try to identify like Ezekial's will From an old line, I'm of the old time And hold mine, cousin, you dug it like a goldmine Abnormality, strong word though it tallies me [Hook: Sam Scott] Oh, wicked ways, oh, saintly tones Make this the day that peace will run Oh, mercy me, how far we've gone I crave the change the final piece will bring [Verse 2: Spose] I used to be looked down on, frowned on Put my whole town on, now I'm like the pawn with the crown on Rhyme opulent, bow when I'm walkin' in If you listen close, you can hear the peasants talk again Dreaming of my overthrow as I cash checks They mutter, it's under their breath like necks They poison what I'm drinkin' when I'm blinkin' I let your ship take sail, pal, here quick, watch me sink it With your trinkets, on the brink of clinkin' goblets full of mead With you bros, just 'cause close how I keep my enemies Cats put up fronts just to stab me in the back Because my sh** bumps, it's like acne on a track You fraternize with wacker guys, you liars got me appetized My rhythm and professionalism will smack 'em back in line Single file, losers, group up with the goobers sh**, I look cooler just sitting at the computer I got what you've not found, kingdoms I have brought down Gone too hard to opt out, came too far to stop now Nikes dusty as I stand upon the ruins Smoke everywhere, but I still shine through it I'm a flower through the concrete, drive to make it decent You tryin' to find my secrets, snoopin' like you're Long Beach I'm rhymin' through the chorus, my momentum is tremendous I'm mighty with the mic right at the end of my appendage I never been pretentious even though I got attention They're tense, I can't defend 'em or befriend 'em, I can end 'em [Hook: Sam Scott] Oh, wicked ways, oh, saintly tones Make this the day that peace will run Oh, mercy me, how far we've gone I crave the change the final piece will bring [Verse 3: Al-J] Stay afloat in a triangle, won't sink in the Bermuda Give a man an inch and now he think he's the ruler Pick up on my instincts and staying sick with the future Facebook and Twitter, most choose to link by computers Show you're right, rest a**ured it was tight, I just ignore your type Thirty cents short away from having a quarter, right? In need of money but there's more to life That meets the eye with more to sight Do I have to spell it, kinfolk? Simple, it's elemental The same goal that made the cats come build the temple The verdict, dirt, ya heard it first, as I reveal the info Star appeal, though it's all real on the tempo Sometimes, the hell with givin', be self-fulfillin' Prophecy, talk to me, what else could be the friction? Deep, now and then, too intense to speak My blueprint to reach, under the influence of the beat [Hook: Sam Scott] Oh, wicked ways, oh, saintly tones Make this the day that peace will run Oh, mercy me, how far we've gone I crave the change the final piece will bring Oh, wicked ways, oh, saintly tones Make this the day that peace will run Oh, mercy me, how far we've gone I crave the change the final piece will bring