2Pac — Things R Changing/Words 2 My Firstborn Demo Version

[Intro: 2Pac] Dedicated to those people that uhh For some reason look at us like role models You do know that things change It might not look like its a cool world right now It's cool though, things get better Believe me things change Tell 'em about it [Hook] Things are changing, all the time Some things you must leave behind Things are changing, all the time Some things you must leave behind [Verse 1: 2Pac] Now, can you picture, young niggas in a rush to grow 'Til hard timers in the pen', had to crush his throat Probably never even saw him comin' - too busy bullshittin' Caught him with his mouth runnin'; ain't this a bitch They got me twisted in this game The Feds and the punk police pointin' pistols at my brain I wonder if I'm wrong 'cause I'm thugged out My homies murdered execution-style runnin' in the drug house What was supposed to be a easy hit - now shit is flipped 'Cause niggas died over bullshit - it's not my dream I'm seein' pictures of a broken man, no witnesses Only the questions of who smoked the man, young adolescents In our prime live a life of crime, though it ain't logical We hobble through these tryin' times, livin' blind Lord help me with my troubled soul Why all my homies had to die before they got to grow And right before I put my head on the pillow, say a prayer one love To my thugs in heaven I'll see you there It's written for the young and dumb that wasn't warned Help you make it through the storm My words to my firstborn, feel me While trying to maintain through the pressure Hustlers trying to make life better, for you and me Nobody loves you when you're stuck in the game But maintain, because all things change, feel me [Hook] Things are changing, all the time Some things you must leave behind Things are changing, all the time Some things you must leave behind [Verse 2: 2Pac] Ever since my very first day on this earth, I been cursed So I knew the birth of a child would make my life worst And though it hurt me, there was no distortion 'Cause wild seeds can’t grow, we need more abortions Quiet your soul 'Cause you know what you had to do And so they victims of the world that never came to I understand there's a better day coming Sometimes catch me slipping with the car runnin' Driving at a dead-end blinded Ain’t no love in the hood only hearts torn Love letters to the innocent and unborn All the babies that died upon the table Wasn’t able to breathe 'cause the family wasn’t able Can’t blame her I would do the same All I could give it was my debt and my last name 'Cause in the game things change living up and down Hard life got me walking with my head down Wearing frowns was it meant to be, was I wrong? But I’ll never get to know so I carry on It’s written for the young and dumb that wasn’t born My words to my firstborn, feel me (feel me) This for all the babies that died on the abortion tables You know, all the mothers that didn’t have a choice Things change [Hook] Things are changing, all the time Some things you must leave behind Things are changing, all the time Some things you must leave behind Things are changing, all the time Some things you must leave behind Things are changing, all the time Some things you must leave behind Things are changing, all the time Some things you must leave behind Things are changing, all the time Some things you must leave behind Things are changing, all the time Some things you must leave behind