Change the Game
Beanie Sigel / Bleek Memphis / Jay-Z Lyrics
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Uhh, bounce, uhh, bounce
Uhh, bounce, uhh,
Shit relax your mind, let your conscience be free
You're now rollin with them thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in the house
Still here, never left
Still bust, more or less, still puff, beeatch!
Uh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh
Young Hova in the house, Jigga! Yeah
Crist' sipper, six dipper, wrist glitter nigga!
Hold up love
Everytime you see Jigga Man, I'm rollin on dubs
Don't forget about them blades, shit choppin it up
It's the motherfuckin Roc bitch, who hotter than us?
Jay-Hov, bout to change my name to Jay Peso
But in the meantime, call me William H., though
On the platinum Yamaha, got the engine gunnin'
Throwin' it up like liquor on an empty stomach
Y'all don't hear nuttin'?
Who that, Mac?
Nah dawg, that's M. Bleek comin
Who the fluck, want, what?
Catch Bleek in South Beach out of the reach of the police
Gat on my lap (yeah) bitch on my back (holla)
Yak in my pocket, smokin' the sticky chocolate (ooh-wee!)
Holla if you want drama with
The Dynasty, Amil, Bleek, Jigga and
Sigel, Desert Eagle dawg, who else but me?
Roc ears, Roc-Wears, bandannas and white tees
Me without a gun, dawg, unlikely
You know I keep the heat right under the wifebeat'
Three-X-T, I'm Lincoln now, you can't see the pound
Got a little gut, so gat sit tucked (fuck)
I run wild, gun high, L.A. style
Bang the Roscoe to the sunrise, plus I stay dumb high
Whether block shit or rock shit
Club shit or drug shit, I pop shit, I got shit
Get Sig' any track I'mma spit the talk to it
Down South gon' bounce, Crips gon' walk to it
Get a ounce, get a woods, everybody spark to it
Every dawg, every Blood in the hood, bark to it
Get the ounce, get the woods, everybody spark to it
We can smoke in here, put the choke in the air
Don't change the game for these hoes
Who plays the game like we supposed
Sigel, Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Don't change the game for these hoes
Who plays the game like we supposed
Memph Bleek in the house
Still here, never left
Still bust, more or less, still puff, bitch!
Don't change the game for these hoes
Who plays the game like we supposed
Young Hova in the house, Jigga!
Crist' sipper, six dipper, wrist glitter nigga!
I wear more bling to The Source and Soul Train's
More chains than rings, niggas won't do a thing
I bangs the four-four in plain, daylight I'm deranged
Spray right at your brain, by the way this is Hov'
One shot Dillinger, one shot killin' ya
It's only one Roc La Familia
Sigel lock Philly up, Brooklyn is me
Matter of fact, the East coast, fuck, took it from me
Fourth album still Jay still spittin' that real shit
Volume Three still sold more records than Will Smith
Can't call this a comeback, I run rap, the fuck is y'all sayin?
Five million I done that, and I come back, to do it again (uh-huh)
Ex-sinner, Grammy award winner
Ballin repeatedly, highlights on Sportscenter
Please repeat after me, there's only one rule
I will not, lose!
The lyrics to Change by Beanie Sigel featuring Jay-Z and Memphis Bleek have a strong focus on the importance of staying true to oneself and not changing for anyone else, particularly women. The opening lines encourage the listener to relax their mind and let their conscience be free, as they ride with the thugs of R-O-C (short for Roc-A-Fella Records). Throughout the song, the verses are passed between the three rappers, with each one bragging about their wealth, success and status within the industry. Jay-Z raps about his bling and the number of chains he wears to industry events, whilst Sigel affirms his involvement in Roc La Familia and Memphis Bleek talks about his guns, smokes and reputation.
The chorus emphasizes the importance of not changing the game for anyone, remphasizing the themes of remaining true to oneself and not getting caught up in pleasing others. The song as a whole represents a strong message of self-belief, and encourages the listener to stay true to their own values and not be swayed by external pressures.
Line by Line Meaning
Shit relax your mind, let your conscience be free
Take a deep breath, clear your thoughts and don't let anything hold you back
You're now rollin with them thugs from the R-O-C
You are now under the wing of the Rockafella clique and their ways
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Punishment's coming to those that cross his path
Still here, never left, still bust, more or less, still puff, beeatch!
I'm still around, doing what I do best, blowing smoke in your face
Crist' sipper, six dipper, wrist glitter nigga!
Fancy drinks, flashy jewelry and a luxurious lifestyle is only what this rapper knows and loves
Everytime you see Jigga Man, I'm rollin on dubs
Everytime you see me, I'm showing off fancy rims on my car
Don't forget about them blades, shit choppin it up
Don't forget, I'm always armed and ready to cut through any problems
It's the motherfuckin Roc bitch, who hotter than us?
We are the best in the business and nobody can hold us down
Jay-Hov, bout to change my name to Jay Peso
I'm considering changing my name to reflect my newfound wealth
On the platinum Yamaha, got the engine gunnin'
Riding a fancy motorcycle, showing off with the engine revved up
Throwin' it up like liquor on an empty stomach
I'm always making a scene and ready to act wild
Y'all don't hear nuttin'?
Don't you hear me and don't you know what I'm saying?
Catch Bleek in South Beach out of the reach of the police
If you're looking for Bleek, you'll find him hiding out on the beach where the cops can't get him
Gat on my lap (yeah) bitch on my back (holla)
I'm always armed and ready to protect myself, and always have a loyal woman by my side
Holla if you want drama with The Dynasty, Amil, Bleek, Jigga and Sigel
If you want to start something, come at us and be prepared for a fight
Desert Eagle dawg, who else but me?
I carry a powerful firearm and am always ready to defend myself
Whether block shit or rock shit, Club shit or drug shit, I pop shit, I got shit
Whether it's the streets, music industry or drug scene, I'm always on top and always have something to say
Get Sig' any track I'mma spit the talk to it
No matter the beat, I'll always have something to say and spit flames to it
Down South gon' bounce, Crips gon' walk to it
Even if you're from the south or belong to a notorious gang, you'll find yourself grooving to my music
We can smoke in here, put the choke in the air
Light up a joint and fill the room with smoke - this is the vibe we want
Don't change the game for these hoes, Who plays the game like we supposed
Don't let anyone change the way we do things because we know how to do it the best
More chains than rings, niggas won't do a thing
I have so many chains that nobody will mess with me
Can't call this a comeback, I run rap, the fuck is y'all sayin?
I've been here all along and I'm still on top - how dare you say anything different?
Please repeat after me, there's only one rule, I will not, lose!
The only rule is to never give up or let anyone defeat you
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Ricardo Thomas, Shawn C. Carter, Stephen Ellis Garrett, Dwight Grant
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@yummdiddy
The dynasty album era is an underrated moment in Jay z’s career. I lived all these tick rock beats.
@tmac2798
It sold 500k albums first week and went on to be certified 2x platinum. Was never underrated, everyone knew and love it.
@twocents6951
I get what your saying. I agree. When it comes to some of Jay’s best albums this one isn’t mentioned.
@flynt01
We took this era of Rap for granted. It's a shame.
@bobdigi88
Yeah I kinda thought it was better than average, but not as good as PAC, Wu Tang, Nas, Biggie and De La Soul, and it wasn't, but its still fuckin good.
@bobdigi88
@vcorr2288 yeah you're right of course. I remember shitting on Ja Rule at the time too. Now I even appreciate what he did. I'm still not gonna listen to his music, but I appreciate his talent. And even he was way more talented than this eras mumble rappers.
@projectrico3id
You probably did not me. I got all records and taypes sealed in my safe. I mean from all 90 rappers.
@Ernesto355
I know! most trap sux
@toreytownsend611
flynt01 Yes we did
@spinhustlemusicgroup2034
RIP Static Major on the hook. 502 Come up!!!!! Miss you Steve!