Change is then, change is now Change is what, change is how Change is this and change is that Change is where change is at Change is good Change is
Traduction: La bande. Le changement est bon.
that if I stay stunting All these girls only gon' want one thing I could spend my whole life good will hunting Only good gon' come is it's good when I
after week On tour with my band You don't have to speak 'Cause they all understand The power of the blues Hey, hey, the power of the blues And that's good
roll up wrist in chrome, burning green like what's good [Hook] [Verse Two] God was in a good mood, on the day he made me I'm from the projects, it's the way it made me And I wouldn't change
on my hands and diamonds in my house Shinning so bright Even in the night Smoking on cush what the fuck is top flight I'm only on the good bitch I wish
it don't matter, if you step on my wing tipped shoe Cause I'ma just go buy me some mo', (what it is what it is) [Papa Reu] Rolly on me wrist, Sansun me wrist band
survive all the fights in the darkness? Trouble sparks They tell me home is where the heart is, dear departed I shed tattoo tears and couldn't sleep Good
What Attracts Me To This Dirty Game I Reminisce On Tha Past Crimes Gold Chains, Some Extra Change, And Tha Street Fame [Verse 2:] Like Watching Pictures In Hazy Vision Tonight Is
rock rebel Dress back jump back this is a bluebeat attack 'Cos it won't get you anywhere Fooling with your guns The British Army is waiting out there
some noise W-I-L-D-, Wildcats, now's the time [East High Basketball Team & Cheerleaders] This is the last time to get it right, This is our last chance
see their flesh is rotten! The band plays a hopeful tune The champagne is poured As they socialize The look in their eyes Hide in the light! Everything is
7 elf (well good for ya) Bigger than bigs, dig it (I dug it) Ways that amazes popes I am the is equals is cause it's caught up When the tides taught me
, anyway . . . But if that's your idea of a good time, what the hey? Send those pants up here! Here's some more! Okay, good-good! Traditional cotton ...
flower in your hand? Well, I'm goin' up to Frisco to join a psychedelic band. I'm goin' up to Frisco to join a psychedelic band. Hey Punk, where you
face change, it didn't seem quite right. ...And its hello babe with your guardian eyes so blue. Hey my baby don't you know our love is true.
the rain I just hope you understand sometimes the clothes do not make the man chorus all we have to do now is take these lies and make them true somehow all we have to see is
