Same Change - Jon Connor, Melvin Riley, D. Wayne

So I roll through the hood just to see what’s poppin'

Same shit as when I was little man this shit ain’t stopping

Young niggas telling me what on the world they can be

I tell them slow down but they tell me it’s not an option

And lil mama walking down you see, with nothing on

She’s 17 but you can tell this girl and she ain’t grown

Her other girls walking up and down the block

Working on baby number two but barely take care of the one she got

They talking shit up in the barber shop

They tellin' me 'bout who got clocked and now who getting locked

We hear this shit about every day so we just press not

One of our homies laying down going inside a box

The newspaper telling me one of my homies gone

But we so numb too it we don’t find time to mourn

So they day by day seem like the same shit on the front page

A different phase but it seem the story never change, never change

The more they change, the more they stay the same

The more they stay the same, the more they stay the same

Never can go back to the way things used to be

Some things never ch-, some things never change

Oh some things never change

So we stay off the scenes way before we ready

So a son hates his father though he never met him

For the same reason father end up hating son

And he can’t raise a man probably cause he was never one

And now we running with the homies as he older

Got a trip on his shoulder now we making mistakes

Do the shit that papa ain’t show 'em

Chicks he’s gettin' 'em off, now they toppin' 'em off

Yeah he hit 'em and quit 'em before we droppin' 'em off

Cause ain’t nobody ever stressing, he never learned his lesson

About going inside dresses wearing no protection

See it don’t take a genius to see she will end up pregnant

But she was fucking everybody so it ain’t no telling

And now he man enough to say he ain’t ready for kids

And he ain’t about to claim a baby he ain’t sure it’s his

Keep trying to convience her but she want her boy

And now he’s gone like his father before him

Guess some things never change

So the street light come on, kids still trying to stay out

Hustlers in the hood still looking for a way out

Old folks on the porch watching how we play out

Summer time in the hood wasn’t when it’s layed out

Old folks gossiping politics 'bout what’s going on

But ain’t nobody taking the time to see where we going wrong

They grab the criticise 'em and got 'em like they ain’t make mistakes

Instead of teaching them they keep throwing shit in their face

And y’all ain’t reaching them cause y’all keep taking them

Defying for no reason like they dying for no reason

Ain’t nobody listening so when they tryin' they reaching

You just Mr. Know it all but if you try they still be breathing, huh

Remember when your parents said that all the music that you listen to

It’s stupid, turn it down that shit is foolish well

Put yourself back in them shoes, cause today’s kids is just like you

So things never change