Ain't Shit Changed! We droppin bombs like Saddam. Peep this solo for Yungmindz By Brandon Meyer.
Yungmindz Present Paradigm Rhymes. Nothin but real hip hop at it's best. Don't settle for less. Comin new and fresh. Y'all gon like this shit!
Welcome to the world of Yungmindz. Where all shit is real, and nothing is fake. See if Y'all can deal with this music we make.
Story behind the song
Mothafuckas be thinkin I'm gettin soft and shit since I had a baby. That I'm not like I use to be. I had to drop this solo to let mothafuckas know Ain't Shit Changed!
Lyrics
[Brandon]
All you mothafuckas try ta test me,get the best of me but ya can't cause god be fuckin blessin me. And I be flippin that shit around, buckin them bitches down leavin em 6ft underground. Rollin away ridin high lettin the mothafuckin system pound. Isn't it a wonderful sound? When them beats be knockin them buildings down, when I'm doin all that shit,bitch, ya know I got ta clown. Ain't one of yo average white boys fuckin with them right toys. Crazy mothafucka poppin a shot wit a glock and I won't stop,even for a cop,till I hear that mothafuckas heart stop. And it's an average thang when I got a full weed stock. When drama appears nigga calm yo fears I'm goin out respectable like my dead homie Tupac. Stuff my weed and rocks in my socks and hit up the fiends on my block. Now my closest homeboys doubtin me. Even the mothafuckas that's hatin ridin and dyin for the 1-3 but they can't fade me cause I'm a greater g and the last thing I need is a mothafucka ta tell me.
[Chorus]
Ain't shit changed,still,
huggin the glock,thuggin the block,runnin from cops.
Ain't shit changed,still,
crushin my foes,bustem wit blows,no trustin them hoes.[2X]
[Brandon]
Flippin the script on this shit. Pop a clip in and spit. Drop a bitch lickety-split. Trippin then you gon get hit. Take a lickin but somehow I tick. When I'm hittin it feel like a brick. When I'm spittin it feel like a hit. Droppin bombs like Sadaam or Osam. Got a mob we strong we roll on. Got that bomb we can all get our smoke on. Got a blond we can all get our poke on. I do what I do when I do. When I'm through all I do is pass em to my crew. Cause it ain't no fun if them homies can't have none. When they done then it's on to the next one. It's whatever goes when I get in them clothes. But keep in mind trick we don't love them hoes. I know ya like the dick it's the way the game goes.
[Chorus]
Now fuck the last verse. Them some past words. You commercial rappers all ass backward. But when the gat burst and you lyin in the back of a black hearse. I'm bettin you wishin you would of blast first. Paradigm Rhymes gotcha starin at nines unaware of the crimes. Vision clouded by the glare and the shine. Of ya jewelry, you be tryin ta fool me. But all you bitches doin is lookin is lookin goofy. Step up in ya sector. Call me the microphone checker. Bad like the weather. Sayin that I'm sick like a leper. Underestimated,thunder when investigated. Underrated and hated but momma told me ta never stop until I made it. So it's fool speed ahead. Goin through to the end. Gotta stay in the game. And away from the flame. And I'm stayin the same. After the pay and the fame.
[Chorus]
[Brandon talking]
Ya!
Thats right! That's how mothafuckas is doin it around here in this mothafucka. We don't love them hoes. Bitches ain't bout shit. Tryin ta get in the money get in them pockets. Thats why we blastin off rockets. Fuck it I'll uncock it.
Yungmindz
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