Change of Heart
Abubakar Sharriff-Farr, Zach Nahome
Adhd, human-made genes
Negro-type beat, fuck you, pay me
I'm a nigga now, was a nigga then
Never in the crowd, always in the pen
You weren't with me then, it was me and-
Always with the shits, probably on two
Orange Clockwork, never stop, search
We would run away, boot the door down
Need no one now, new millennium
There was ten of them, took my dignity
Rest was evidence, it was evident
It was me and-, back when he was free
Mr. Millennium, how do you plead?
Not guilty, and I say it with my spleen
Say it with my chest, yeah, every time I breathe
More DMT, please, give me new keys
Need a Yoko Ono, need a family photo
That would be nice, saw it in my dreams
Need a Yoko Ono, need a family photo
That would be nice, saw it in my dreams