WC, the MAAD Circle - Ain’t a Damn Thang Changed lyrics

[WC, the MAAD Circle - Ain’t a Damn Thang Changed lyrics]

Yeah, ain't nothing changed
Know what I'm saying?
Still the same old same old
WC still in effect
Yo, break it down Jinx

Damn, suckers got me picking up my pen again
Swinging on my jock like Tarzan
Looking for a change, hoping my head swoll
Thinking I'm rich cause I
Made a little video
Shaking my hand, yeah right
Now I'm a cool brother
But as soon as I step off
You're calling me a sucker
Mad, because I bust a Benz on Lorenzos
Hanging on the boulevard fronting
On the flow show
You know it's funny when
You start making money
Every Tom, Dick
And Harry want to be your buddy
The same ones that dissed ya
Now it's a list of
First to riff, now they all on your dick, yo
I'm looking at you laughing
Popping your lip
Ripping my zipper onstage
Can pay the bail with a limp
Y'all don't want to give it up to
Me now that I'm getting pumped
Run around like Calamine, the same old Dub
Do I know where I come from
Who's my friends?
Who's responsible for this little
Spot that I'm in?
Yo, I see them all playing in
My car when I drive by
Telling all my homies "Yo
He ain't that fly"
The beat just cause I made
A record the record
So please don't make me better
Than the next man
Erase that gameplan
Cause I'm still down to bust
A cap then backslap
Those who pop rap at the mouth like Ex-Lax
And those who wanna test me, step right up
Bro
My number's the same, oh by the way
It's in the ghetto
I'm sorry that I can't flaunt
The fortune and fame
But when it comes to the Dub
(Ain't a damn thing changed)

Ain't a damn thing changed, sucker
How could ya figure?
Coolio and Crazy Toons will never sell out
Nigga
Sporting khakis and T-shirts
Beanies and Starter caps
And land funky raps on the dop tracks
Should I dance on it for a couple of dollars?
Or sell away my soul to put
A rope on my collar?
I was taken from the missed
Of the lost and missing
Rapping on dark road on my way to prison
Stuck me in the studio, put me on the radio
Told me to perpetrate like I was a hero
I ain't with that, Toons got my back
Do I have to use a gat
To show you where I'm at?
Or pose with a forty ounce
And fake like a killer
With a long black Cack like
A small-time dope dealer
Diamonds on my finger and women at my feet
A house that I don't own and
No respect on the street
Might be detained, cause I ain't trying
Let me explain, when it comes to Coolio
(Ain't a damn thing changed)

Whoever said living in the spotlight
Is simple as one, two
Three
Ha, they must have been
Sipping on a?Twizzeline?
Cause man I ain't used
To this unusual behavior
Who wants a friendly neighbor?
The same girls way back that told
Me to go to hell
Is sitting backstage, want to go to the motel
MC's that pretending that they was
Down from the giddy up
Trying to call you by your
First name and stuff
Yo, and all these fake promoters
Stepping to the Circle
Remember how you treated us 12 months ago?
Yo, you didn't know bro, now you want a show
Toons tell 'em what's up
(Give it up sucker duck)
Yeah, remember that the capital W told ya
Suckers don't fade me
Popping hogging my jock
I keep to myself and I step with the pep
The lyrics of death, tell me how it sounds, G
(Cool)
Word, since I have to prove
That I'm the same
And still remain dropping dogs
In this rap game
To make it all simple and plain
Well let me put it like this:
(Ain't a damn thing changed)

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