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WILLIE D lyrics : "I Ain't Changin' Shit"

[Intro/Chorus] 4X
Never gonna bite my tongue, yo ^!$$%!
Man, $#&@ them !@^%s, I ain't changing %#@!

[Verse One: Willie D]
!@%& it I've warned you, stupid mother$#&@ers
Whose this (*##$ named C. Delores Tucker?

Letting that lip flop, $#&@ing with Hip-Hop
She'll get her old-ass dropped, to the floor
It's the way %#@! will G.O.

Cause that's !@^% ain't no better than Massimo
And even Dionne Warwick on a bandwagon
Trying to ban rap with her big nose ugly-ass

(*##$ claimed to be a psychic, but she can't see
What pay the bills in this reality
Cause ^!$$%z tired of the Bourgeois Cath

Making them laugh, and kiss the white folks $$#
That's why they love Sammy
Look like that, the only way a ^!$$% gonna get a Grammy

And because of this, some of you all gonna switch
But me, I ain't changing %#@!!
[Chorus]

[Verse Two: Lez Mon]
I ain't got to change %#@!, now ^!$$% get a load of this
Lez Mon, flexing on a fat track, (*##$

Switch? No! I got to let the rhymes flow
Lores and Mariah can't ?? me, !@^%
Oh! no, here I go once more

$#&@ the ^!$$%z and the high class !@^%s ($#&@ them!)
My style is mine, my style is fine
And if you don't like it Willie D got the mother$#&@ing nine

(What's that for?) to split your mother$#&@ing dime
Packing half but you don't like my $#&@ing sag
(I'ma bust some caps in your hopper-ass)

So (*##$es get a grip, and ^!$$%z jump ship
And if you don't like it you can leave with a fat lip
Yeah, Lez Mon talking %#@! on this mother$#&@ing track

And I ain't changing %#@! for none of you mother$#&@ers
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Willie D]

Eighty Eight, was the year I came into this Rap Game
And ain't %#@! changed, everywhere I look I see a humdrum
Mother$#&@ers been biting since Roxanne won

Now, everybody wanna be a Gangster
Even R&B ^!$$%z got that gear
And all that Hizzot, Fizzot, Wizzot bull%#@!

Get off Snoop Dogg's dick, and push up on your own (%#@!)
Come original Crip, before you $#&@ around with a pioneer
All on another ^!$$%'s pecker

That's why your $$# ain't selling no records
And my career in this business is continuing
Cause mother$#&@ers want what's genuine

And that's real not your !@#$ run of the meal
Yeah, mother$#&@ers I'ma be here
Making that money like I'm suppose

And talking about these Baldheaded !@^%s
So keep cracking them jokes about a mother$#&@er hollering
(*##$, I ain't changing %#@!

[Chorus]
*Panic Scream*

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