Too Strong to Change - Mars Ill, Cappadonna

Push the panic button, pull the plug nickel

Any rapper laughs about us make a thug giggle

Take a pick, pretty oenny shine swiftly

Spit it in a minute until the piggybank’s empty

Atlanta need a title, let’s call Mark Rifkey

Underground king like Pimp C

If I’m wrong, convince me

I’m considered a first in twenty entries

High on living life so I don’t need your sense

Many men popping pills, feeling sickly

Trying to battle me with a bull pin back committee

It’s tricky to rock a rhyme, ti’s easy to fall behind

Starey eyed, slap a hand cock on the dotted line

It’s not a game, but we all got bits to play

The Price Is Right for Whose Line Is It Anyway?

Anyday is your time to shine pal

Everybody’s waiting to find out, find out

We see beyond the rain

We might be gone today

Can’t be too strong to change

Can’t be too strong to change

Wide open, excelerator is pinned down

Devestate the champ, when I went the decision of ten rounds

Scratch out, we knock em out in a minute flat

Inify the pulse with a concentration of killing rap

Steal your heart and than give it back

Put some teeth in the love, sew it up with a big DUST gorilla track

Then Cappadonna got some fire to breathe

Slow burn desire push up your lighter to see

Manchild rep a power that is higher than me

Get right whenever I spit any night of the week

It’s like freak to the rhythm, hit em right in the teeth

And bleed all the wisdom till it fights a disease

I got peace of assistance for the liers and thieves

Or give Christ the envision that I’m trying to be

When a strong sense of innocence silents the weak

And minds of the apostles still die in the streets

But the spirits gon shine till it’s flying and free

Till the top of Mount Zion to the highest degree

I got peace of assistance for the liers and thieves

Or look at Chirst at the vision that I’m trying to be

What, yo I take over the land like the four ???

Put the hop in the game like Chi-Ali

Got flies on my face like Somolian kids

Pop off when I’m ready like I’m doing the bid

Straight ghetto in the slums where my peoples is

Turn to Cappadon, never too strong to change, I get it on

Cut em off at the corner, make me go long

Turn the beats up like?

Deja Rashawn?

Never wack when I enter, my game is tight

To the iron chmabers of death and you don’t wanna fight

Diggila, keep darts under the fitter

Me and my dula Manchild, we like our style

Came back to the hood, how you like us now?

Got chicks on the regular, driving them wild

Changing the game on ya’ll, keep a low profile

Holla back at the kid, we can take it to trial

Got God on our side and ya’ll living foul