Lirik Lagu Things Ain't What They Used To Be - Master P
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[Mo B. Dick]
Things ain't what they used to be.Things ain't what they used to be.
Verse 1: [Master P]
I remember back in the days it wasn't like thatEverybody knew everybody, now days it ain't like thatWe used to stand on the corners and drink brewNow days you gotta duck when they drive throughCause they blastin', life is like plasticBut who would be the next egg took out the easter basketIs it you, me, or her or she or he?who would live to see the long age of 23?Cause once you dead and gone who gives a damnOn your tombstone would read Rest In Peace SamBut in the ghetto you cooked 'till you deadAin't no love when you dead and gone cause you redLike roaches for the gutter, peanut butteryour life in the gutter , fool cause you flutteredWith this game that I spit, shoot out, don't quitNow you a victim of society another statisticI heard the gunshots rain from the middle of the streetThe gunsmoke cleared three people on the concreteI mean it's crazy, slippin' on daisiesTime to call it quits, they done put a bullet in a baby
Chorus: [Master P & Mo. B Dick]
Times done changed things ain't what they used to beTimes done changed things ain't what they used to beTimes done changed things ain't what they used to beTimes done changed things ain't what they used to beTimes done changed things ain't what they used to beTimes done changed things ain't what they used to be
Verse 2: [Master P]
Watch you back in the ghetto blackOpen the box, Mom's ain't nothing to eatBack in the day, I thought we was a familyMy little brother on the street corner selling crackOnly 15 used to be a quarterbackI wish the law would rehabilitate my auntieI came home try to visit that girl tried to do meStarted tweakin said that she needed crackStole my grandma's rent money out her purse blackI s
Things ain't what they used to be.Things ain't what they used to be.
Verse 1: [Master P]
I remember back in the days it wasn't like thatEverybody knew everybody, now days it ain't like thatWe used to stand on the corners and drink brewNow days you gotta duck when they drive throughCause they blastin', life is like plasticBut who would be the next egg took out the easter basketIs it you, me, or her or she or he?who would live to see the long age of 23?Cause once you dead and gone who gives a damnOn your tombstone would read Rest In Peace SamBut in the ghetto you cooked 'till you deadAin't no love when you dead and gone cause you redLike roaches for the gutter, peanut butteryour life in the gutter , fool cause you flutteredWith this game that I spit, shoot out, don't quitNow you a victim of society another statisticI heard the gunshots rain from the middle of the streetThe gunsmoke cleared three people on the concreteI mean it's crazy, slippin' on daisiesTime to call it quits, they done put a bullet in a baby
Chorus: [Master P & Mo. B Dick]
Times done changed things ain't what they used to beTimes done changed things ain't what they used to beTimes done changed things ain't what they used to beTimes done changed things ain't what they used to beTimes done changed things ain't what they used to beTimes done changed things ain't what they used to be
Verse 2: [Master P]
Watch you back in the ghetto blackOpen the box, Mom's ain't nothing to eatBack in the day, I thought we was a familyMy little brother on the street corner selling crackOnly 15 used to be a quarterbackI wish the law would rehabilitate my auntieI came home try to visit that girl tried to do meStarted tweakin said that she needed crackStole my grandma's rent money out her purse blackI s
