Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song If I Could Change, artist - LawsDate of issue: 11.07.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
If I Could Change |
| See, my mama told me you better finish school |
| You better not play around, you better play by the rules |
| I’m thinking like make up your mind mama |
| ‘Cause Nostradamus told me that the world is mine mama |
| And I’m Latino so it’s either rap or crime mama |
| And I ain’t into shitty food and gang rape |
| So Imma make this rap take the stack cake |
| Give none of it up like a bad date |
| ‘Cause no one wants a son who’s in last place |
| And I’m that great, stick a fork in these crab cakes |
| They well done, I’m like Ricky Martin, they like Will Pung |
| When will the real come? I ain’t fronting, this is real fun |
| Watching the death of an establishment I hold so dear |
| ‘Cause the kings ain’t talk to the man in the mirror |
| And they crumble to the ground while the crown in the air |
| Feeling like a ring leader with these clowns in my ears |
| I been through the struggle and the pain |
| Trying to reach to the top of the game |
| If I could change it all, I wouldn’t change a thing |
| I been through the crisis and the rain |
| But there ain’t a thing I would change |
| If I could change it all, I wouldn’t change a thing |
| I’m going for the gold, save the baton |
| Make ‘em disappear with a wave of my wand |
| I don’t gotta dance, I ain’t say the umm |
| I walk around the stage and it work like a charm |
| I’m about to blow like a baby in norm |
| Cradle in the womb through a patriot’s arms, I don’t care if you follow |
| This is no place for your type baby, I’m trying to take you beyond |
| Yeah, Hip-Hop needs saving but c’mon, I been preserving since the 80's and on |
| So if I take a little vacation and make a real song |
| Keep your mouth zipped, save me the drawn |
| I’m not depressed, my life and times made me this calm |
| I wish I could say nobody hates me |
| But dick riders seeing how long it’ll take me to cum |
| If I lash out, you’ll say that I’m as crazy as them |
| I’m so far removed from the kid that was so innocent |
| And I probably wouldn’t know him if I bumped into him |
| It’s lonely at the middle, what’s the top gonna be? |
| Just ‘cause I signed a paper, you do not own me |
| I let you get a piece, you like a silent partner |
| You got something to say but they still ain’t find hoffer |
| So get your mind right, I’m Laws, no coppers |
| Leaving the beat wrapped up in gauze, no doctors |
| Money got my head spinning like a fan blade |
| I’m feeling cheaper than gift cards that Pam made |
| And I was better than your best in my sand phase |
| Whack shit is cool, acceptance is what I can’t take |
| We need balance, we need a board, you need lyrics |
| Ha-ha I need applause, you need me to affect you, I need a cause |
| Besides the broads, my singles sound like money |
| And my B-sides is broad so be kind to Laws |
| ‘Cause if you start bugging, from the beehive we swarm |
| On a world tour from Florida to Hoboken |
| I got these girls ripping off they shirts, no Hogan |
| And ladies, don’t think that I’ve missed you |
| ‘Cause I’ve forgotten at least ten dimes since you |
| And I won’t change so when you think about it |
| Well this is my life, I wouldn’t change a thing about it |