Martin 1996
You had something once, but now you lost it
Your heart is cold, better get defrosted
I'm sending you a message: Telegram
Goddamn, I'm the man
whose picking up the slack/ never off the track
never falling back/ my mind is like a tac
Sharp, play blues harp like a blues man
hop in my Buick and I take a cruise man
Write my shit backwards, then I rearange
Cause everybody knows things change
Things Change
Change is constant/ the fact immutable
like the colors of the leaves/ it keeps it beautiful
Fuzzy to clear called resolution
like ape to man called evolution
I used to wanna be a gangster, now that's history
I got more mystery than Agatha Christiev When you get to where you're going, well then there you are
mix up style like peanut butter in the jelly jar
Got a fast moving mind, that's the way that I like
Plug myself into a speaker when I choose to mic it
Don't go counting chickens before they hatch
guitar once provided by the man called Scratch
I got he bass line rolling down the hill like boulders
I got the rhyme in my head and my head on my shoulders
I got the words in my mouth, a guitar in my hand
Dirty Something, is the name of my band
Government's tricky so watch out for a trick man
not skinny like a ninny but they call me the Stick Man
I go from low to high, cause I got range
Cause everybody knows things change
Things Change
Rock the clock with a toc and a tic
Professor Plum's getting busy with the candle stick
I'm sending props to my pops and thanks to my mom's
Two sons grew up/ blew up two bombs
I only follow my mind, not following trends
I got a criminal record like my asshole friends
Police checks set up all across the land,
but I know the back roads like the back of my hand
And while I'm on the topic, I'd like to mention
I'll bust a million motherfucking rhymes and then some
Slap my finger to the skin
A vibration is made I hear the sound begin
I start thinking up words that I'd be rhyming
Just to spice it up I throw in some odd timing
I got a ten piece kit sitting in me room
Drink a little Yuenling, eat a little mushroom
CD's in the player and I press repeat
and I turn out the lights when I'm heading to sleepv and I wake up hours later in the middle of the night
I hear the music playing and I feel alright
I'm a boy in a plastic bubble
I can float all over the place
I'm a boy in plastic bubble
I got a smile on my face
Don't ask how I got in here
Don't ask how I'll get out
I'm here to tell you things change, pretty baby
That's what it's all about
Things Change