Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Everything's Changing , by - Doap Nixon. Release date: 21.07.2008
Song language: English
Everything's Changing |
| People now its all changing |
| All around I see it changing |
| When there nothing left |
| There’s nothing left to say |
| The Lover dies love fades away |
| Uh-Uh (Remix) AOTP Shit what |
| People now its all changing |
| All around I see it changing (undefined) |
| When there nothing left (This is what y’all emails was about) |
| There’s nothing left to say (all them hits on my page) |
| The Lover dies love fades away |
| Doap Nixon these rappers on they way out |
| I’m on my way in trynna get this bad taste out my mouth |
| Phoney regrets y’all dudes got the game on a down slide |
| Labels got ya all gassed thinkin ya sound fly |
| Ay y’all bitch but well gone run dry |
| Beats not bangin an yo hooks got one line |
| There’s a time for everything so I lay back |
| Revenge is much sweeter when it’s covered in payback |
| I get it in for my niggas that love rap |
| Yo fan base only stuck around for my comeback |
| Tell 'em I’m here an watch the whole game go nuts |
| City in a tight smash Philly has showed up |
| Y’all spit crooked cuz y’all raps don’t fly straight |
| Ya flow only really built for myspace |
| The crown betta be 7n5/8ths |
| It’s Doap Nixon nickel bag niggas can’t violate |
| Yo yo I give MC’s rough beatins |
| I ain’t home but I think a take over is much needed |
| Ya foods gone an ya cups leakin |
| Matta fact dawg step from the table cuz you done eatin |
| I made plans and I’m callin my shots |
| AOTP whole fam covered with rocks |
| An it’s bug how y’all flea nigga’s crawled in y’all spots |
| Got the game smellin foul cuz y’all startin to rot |
| Uh from the driz ash I bang with the kid ash |
| Eva try to front on Doap Nix and get split ash |
| They call me Doap cuz I burn like street pimp |
| Fresh out the box gave this john a face lift |
| Johns gone hate cuz I don’t floss with tape flicks |
| Real rap flows and the doughs equations (Com'on) |
| Stop wilin cuz I know you lyin you sold 10 thou |
| I pushed that before I made my album |
| Yo so spaz out if you feel me with both hands |
| Only show love fans and close fam |
| AOTP drop hits in all states |
| Palms stay ratchet tucked under the north face |
| An I spit heavy my nigga Paz said two words get ready |
| Syze gave me the cue, Crypt gave me the sign |
| Sunshine like a handful of dimes |
| But before I cam y’all niggas forgot me |
| I’m cocky take more than rules to stop me |
| I rain on the pussy’s for spittin that whack shit |
| Me I paid dues y’all payin them taxes |
| Me I’m a cannon y’all niggas is ratchets |
| That jam up brick nothin can save ya |
| Fall back quick watch the scales tip in my fava |
| It ain’t about my dough it’s becuza my flava |
| (Lets get it, get it) |