Lyrics:
Raised Fist Time For A Changes

-- Time for changes It's time to get a grip of yourself -- Time for changes Truth is hurting so much Disappointment a fact in life -- Time for changes

-- Time for changes It's time to get a grip of yourself -- Time for changes Truth is hurting so much Disappointment a fact in life -- Time for changes

't goin' to respect that And you can sniff a snitch a mile away Fuck him in his ass and feed him dick, a pound a day Chorus 2x You a sellout nigga Bow

and clear It's the beats and the lyrics they fear The rage is relentless We need a movement with a quickness You are the witness of change And to counteract

a four block radius like a public prison Twenty-two year old, Dunn, ain't got a cup to piss in But he got a barrel gun and that's knuckle twitching

cause I'm black born I'm supposed to say peace, sing songs, and get capped on But it's time for a new plan, BAM I'll be swingin like a one man, clan

guys shoes Payin' my dues And I don't have no where to be Just another street hood in the inner city And a man is gonna ask for some change Give him a

fuck for Damn they're stupid, the mine are surrounded Think I like to pay a lesson To a gallon and save a human life or two End this ghetto war for

once energy. Is there just nothing left at all? How did they make it fall apart for you? We once were true. Still, I raise my fist for you. This time