Ain't Gone Change

I ain't forget the hunger pangs

Stomach growlin like thunder and rain

Fame calmed the savage that

I once became

My status wasn't established from trying to get a name

It came from serving addicts lead and automatics bang

My physical form grew stronger in a

Riker's Island cage

Only as to weaken so many of my people

Passed away like leaves in the wind

Or kids blowing ashes from trays

I possess the ghetto essence of that which

I portray

I'm an emotional chamelon, see how

I adapt to pain

Before we enjoy the sun we must first get past the rain

A lyricist similiar to

Donnie Hathaway

Clearly superior to many all

I really lacked was fame

The +True

Meaning+ that fact remains

My presence is felt like the

Knicks when

Patrick reigned

I'm living now, fuck back in the day

Does freedom have a meaning if you trapped in your ways

I'm Queensbridge most respected rapper

That ain't gone change...