Thangs Change
Jamal Lyrics


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Simpty is for them simp ass niggas
Talkin' lot, til I spray dumpin' ? niggas
Whenever talkin' shit, I straight rip 'em
And niggas know I come equip when I whip them

You say how can I make these dirty raps
Number one albums, back to back
If it was 1950, do you think I sell, no
They probably throw me straight to jail
I tell you life just ain't what it used to be
Between you and me, exclusively
Everybody's changed, were losing our minds
The government won't help, cause they refuse to find
A solution to the problems of the inner streets
Its a shame what our kids are beginning to be
Pregnant teenagers, young gun slangers
There ain't no love, there ain't nothin' but anger
We don't go to church and can't pray in school
Listen real close to what I'm sayin' fool
I know kids who went to school together
Now they all grown up, tryin' to kill each other
Shootouts on the playground is where it goes down
But back in the day, we rode the merry-go-round
And some little kid might shoot me tonight
And I always used to wonder what the future be like
Curse words on the TV and radio
You want to see sex, turn it on HBO
Late at night, you see women freak women
Sex sale, that's why I keep pimpin'
I grew up in the 70s', somethin' like Crooklyn
But I was in Cali not Brooklyn
I could tell the whole world was going crazy
But it really didn't happen til the 80s'
With free basin and smokin' crack
A lotta people learned not to joke with that
Streets flooded, with homeless folks
Whole families, lives gone up in smoke
We're all related to a crackhead
Sometimes I wake up in the mornin' and want to go back to bed
Layin' these thinkin' bout things
About the way life change
How women used to like to wear decent clothes
Now they curse like men and dress like hoes
You supposed to be a virgin til you marry
But teenage girls find it normal to carry a baby
Babies havin' babies
Rappers like me always disrespectin' ladies
Wonder why its like that, well so do I
But I just turn my back and then I go get high
Cause I get paid real good to talk bad about a bitch
And you bought it, so don't be mad I got rich
Ask your grandparents, is life the same
Man thangs change

There used to be a time when old folks were respected
Kids talkin' back was never accepted
Get spanked and your mouth got washed out with soap
But kids nowadays will curse out old folks
Then you tell me I need to be a role model
And get these babies off the 40ounce bottles
But I'm not the one who made alcohol legal
Liquor stores on every corner that's why we go
Buy 40 ounces and go get drunk
Don't respect our kids, like no good punks
And then they grow up to be hardcore criminals
Shoot 'em up, slang dope always pimpin hoes
I know its those that don't believe what I'm sayin on the mic right
So Baby D won't you tell them what its like

Its kinda hard comin' up as a youngster
Gotta deal with the roof that I'm under
Even though my moms got it hard
My daddy passed away, now I'm stuck without a father
But times have changed bro
I never ever seen Santa Claus comin' through the ghetto
But you know what I always see
I always see the white man robbin' the black man back G
And I don't even get in trouble for it
And I don't see nothin' forward
Always tryin' to beat the black man to death
Punk police want to hide behind your badge
Always tryin' arrest somebody
All we gotta do is beat him with the billy club
Here I come, I comin' with my gun
I'm shootin' in the head police now what

I tell you life is too short for it to be like that
We gotta be leaders, can't follow the pack
With all them fiends in the streets smokin' crack
What you give life is what it gives you back
Cause money in the ghetto ain't nothin' new
But when you get the money gotta know what to do
Buy you a business or buy you a house
Just so the police can't wipe you out
I heard it in the streets, they say you the man
So try to help your brothers and lend a helpin' hand
Now what we gone do

We came to stack some bodies, killin' everybody like John Gotti
I said we came to stack some bodies, killin' everybody like John Gotti
Now run up and get gun up the slack black
I'm hittin' blackjack in the casino when I mack slap
What you want to play like Al Pacino with this
Type of style with the lyricist this funk of hits
And the biscuits I drop
Motherfuckers know I come down and show me ?
I don't really care
From the front or the rear
Word to your mother I'm bout to smother and smear
Its that master all I intelligent
Chain that I swing from the others is irrelevant
For you motherfucker step up to the m-I-see
I'm down with Shorty, Ant Banks and Mally G
Its Malik and I freak it's obsolete
My technique motherfucker know I flow over beats
Like water, slaughter dick in yo daughter
And my nuts up in her jaws when she suckin' on my balls
Yiggy y'all niggas best to ask somebody
Cause I'm shootin' motherfuckers down with the shotty




Its the motherfuckin' master blaster
Its, its the motherfuckin' ghetto bastard

Overall Meaning

Jamal's song "Thangs Change" is a powerful commentary on how life has changed over the years, particularly in the United States. The first stanza, which includes the phrase "simp ass niggas" and other blunt language, sets the tone for the rest of the song. Jamal immediately establishes that he isn't afraid to speak his mind, and he has no patience for "simp" men who are all talk and no action. He goes on to reflect on the state of society, talking about how much has changed since the 1950s, and not for the better. His language is visceral and raw, painting a vivid portrait of a world that has lost its way. He talks about how people are losing their minds and how government leaders refuse to find solutions to the many problems that plague inner-city communities. Teen pregnancy, gun violence, and homelessness are just a few of the issues he touches on. He reflects on how things used to be different, and he mourns the loss of a more innocent time.


Throughout the song, Jamal employs a mix of explicit language and clever wordplay, often switching between the two within the same line. For example, he talks about how "sex sells, that's why I keep pimpin'", a clever line that contains a double entendre. He also reflects on how the prevalence of curse words on television and radio has led to a general coarsening of the culture. He talks about the loss of community, how people who used to go to school together now try to kill each other. He opens up about his own struggles, talking about growing up in the 1970s in California and dealing with the loss of his father.


In short, "Thangs Change" is a song that reflects on the many ways in which society has changed over the years, and not necessarily for the better. Jamal's language is harsh at times, but it serves to highlight the seriousness of the issues he's discussing. This is a song that pulls no punches, and it's all the more powerful for it.


Line by Line Meaning

Simpty is for them simp ass niggas
Simplicity is for those who lack complexity and depth


Talkin' lot, til I spray dumpin' ? niggas
Talking big until I retaliate with force against them


Whenever talkin' shit, I straight rip 'em
Whenever they disrespect, I fully dismantle them


And niggas know I come equip when I whip them
They are aware that I am prepared and formidable in any confrontation


You say how can I make these dirty raps
You question how can I create these explicit lyrics


Number one albums, back to back
Achieving consecutive chart-topping albums


If it was 1950, do you think I sell, no
If it were the 1950s, will I be successful selling this music? No, I wouldn't


They probably throw me straight to jail
They would likely incarcerate me immediately


I tell you life just ain't what it used to be
I inform you that life has drastically changed


Between you and me, exclusively
Sharing this information only between us, confidentially


Everybody's changed, were losing our minds
Everyone has transformed, and we are becoming mentally unstable


The government won't help, cause they refuse to find
The government fails to assist because they deliberately avoid seeking solutions


A solution to the problems of the inner streets
A resolution to the issues plaguing the marginalized communities


Its a shame what our kids are beginning to be
It's truly regrettable what our children are developing into


Pregnant teenagers, young gun slangers
Adolescent girls becoming mothers, while young individuals engage in gang violence


There ain't no love, there ain't nothin' but anger
Love is scarce, and anger is prevalent


We don't go to church and can't pray in school
We don't attend religious services, and we are prohibited from praying in educational institutions


Listen real close to what I'm sayin' fool
Pay close attention to my words, you fool


I know kids who went to school together
I am acquainted with individuals who attended school alongside me


Now they all grown up, tryin' to kill each other
Now, as adults, they are attempting to murder one another


Shootouts on the playground is where it goes down
Gunfights on the school premises are where violent incidents occur


But back in the day, we rode the merry-go-round
In the past, we enjoyed innocent activities like riding carousels


And some little kid might shoot me tonight
A child could potentially shoot and kill me tonight


And I always used to wonder what the future be like
I frequently pondered what the future would hold


Curse words on the TV and radio
Profanity is prevalent on television and radio broadcasts


You want to see sex, turn it on HBO
If you desire to watch explicit content, switch to the HBO channel


Late at night, you see women freak women
During the late hours, you witness women engaging in sexual acts with other women


Sex sale, that's why I keep pimpin'
Sexuality sells, which is why I continue to exploit it


I grew up in the 70s', somethin' like Crooklyn
I was raised in the 1970s, much like the movie Crooklyn


But I was in Cali not Brooklyn
However, I was in California, not Brooklyn


I could tell the whole world was going crazy
I could sense that the entire world was descending into madness


But it really didn't happen til the 80s'
Yet, the true chaos didn't unfold until the 1980s


With free basin and smokin' crack
The rise of freebasing and crack cocaine consumption


A lotta people learned not to joke with that
Many individuals discovered the severe consequences associated with those substances


Streets flooded, with homeless folks
The streets filled with numerous individuals without a place to call home


Whole families, lives gone up in smoke
Entire families have lost everything due to tragic circumstances


We're all related to a crackhead
We are all connected to someone affected by drug addiction


Sometimes I wake up in the mornin' and want to go back to bed
There are days when I wake up and wish to retreat to my bed


Layin' these thinkin' bout things
Lying down, contemplating various aspects of life


About the way life change
Reflecting on how life has altered


How women used to like to wear decent clothes
How women used to prefer dressing modestly


Now they curse like men and dress like hoes
Now they swear profusely and dress provocatively


You supposed to be a virgin til you marry
Traditionally, one is expected to remain a virgin until marriage


But teenage girls find it normal to carry a baby
However, adolescent girls consider it commonplace to become pregnant


Babies havin' babies
Infants themselves becoming parents


Rappers like me always disrespectin' ladies
Artists like me constantly show disrespect towards women


Wonder why its like that, well so do I
I also wonder why the situation is this way


But I just turn my back and then I go get high
Yet, I simply ignore it and indulge in intoxication


Cause I get paid real good to talk bad about a bitch
Because I earn a substantial income by demeaning women in my lyrics


And you bought it, so don't be mad I got rich
Yet, you purchased my music, so do not be resentful that I achieved wealth


Ask your grandparents, is life the same
Pose the question to your grandparents, has life remained unchanged?


Man thangs change
Indeed, things have transformed significantly


There used to be a time when old folks were respected
In the past, elderly individuals were revered and held in high esteem


Kids talkin' back was never accepted
Children displaying insolent behavior was never tolerated


Get spanked and your mouth got washed out with soap
You received physical discipline, and your mouth was cleansed with soap


But kids nowadays will curse out old folks
However, contemporary children will use profanity against older individuals


Then you tell me I need to be a role model
You expect me to serve as a positive influence


And get these babies off the 40ounce bottles
And persuade these infants to stop consuming 40-ounce bottles of alcohol


But I'm not the one who made alcohol legal
However, I am not responsible for the legalization of alcohol


Liquor stores on every corner that's why we go
The prevalence of liquor stores on every corner motivates our actions


Buy 40 ounces and go get drunk
Purchase 40-ounce bottles and proceed to become intoxicated


Don't respect our kids, like no good punks
We disregard our children, displaying a lack of responsibility


And then they grow up to be hardcore criminals
Consequently, they mature into nefarious individuals


Shoot 'em up, slang dope always pimpin' hoes
Engaging in violence, drug dealing, and exploiting women perpetually


I know its those that don't believe what I'm sayin on the mic right
I understand that there are skeptics who do not believe my message through music


So Baby D won't you tell them what its like
Therefore, Baby D, would you kindly explain the reality to them?


Its kinda hard comin' up as a youngster
It is quite challenging growing up as a young individual


Gotta deal with the roof that I'm under
One must cope with the environment and circumstances they are in


Even though my moms got it hard
Although my mother faces difficulties


My daddy passed away, now I'm stuck without a father
My father died, leaving me without a paternal figure


But times have changed bro
However, times have evolved, my friend


I never ever seen Santa Claus comin' through the ghetto
I have never witnessed Santa Claus visiting our impoverished neighborhood


But you know what I always see
Yet, I consistently observe something else


I always see the white man robbin' the black man back G
I continuously witness the exploitation and oppression of Black individuals by white counterparts, my friend


And I don't even get in trouble for it
Moreover, they don't face any consequences for their actions


And I don't see nothin' forward
Furthermore, I do not foresee any progress


Always tryin' to beat the black man to death
Their constant aim is to oppress and harm Black individuals extensively


Punk police want to hide behind your badge
Corrupt police officers seek refuge behind their badges


Always tryin' arrest somebody
Persistently attempting to detain somebody


All we gotta do is beat him with the billy club
Our response should be to retaliate by using a police baton against them


Here I come, I comin' with my gun
Here I come, arriving with my firearm


I'm shootin' in the head police now what
I am shooting the police officer in the head, what will occur then?


I tell you life is too short for it to be like that
I am stating that life is too brief to continue in this manner


We gotta be leaders, can't follow the pack
We must assume leadership roles and avoid conforming


With all them fiends in the streets smokin' crack
Considering all the addicts in the streets consuming crack cocaine


What you give life is what it gives you back
The energy and effort you invest in life will determine the outcomes you receive


Cause money in the ghetto ain't nothin' new
Because the existence of wealth in impoverished neighborhoods is not unheard of


But when you get the money gotta know what to do
However, once you acquire wealth, you must understand how to utilize it wisely


Buy you a business or buy you a house
Invest in a business venture or purchase a property


Just so the police can't wipe you out
To prevent the authorities from eradicating your progress


I heard it in the streets, they say you the man
There is a popular belief circulating in the streets that you are successful and influential


So try to help your brothers and lend a helpin' hand
Therefore, endeavor to assist your peers and offer support


Now what we gone do
Now, what are we going to do?


We came to stack some bodies, killin' everybody like John Gotti
We arrived with the intention of causing numerous casualties, eliminating anyone in our path, just like John Gotti


I said we came to stack some bodies, killin' everybody like John Gotti
I stated that our purpose is to accumulate a high body count, executing anyone, just like John Gotti


Now run up and get gun up the slack black
Now, come closer and face the consequences, my Black counterpart


I'm hittin' blackjack in the casino when I mack slap
I achieve great success in gambling, winning big at the casino while simultaneously displaying dominance and aggression


What you want to play like Al Pacino with this
Do you desire to engage in a game similar to Al Pacino's style in this situation?


Type of style with the lyricist this funk of hits
This is the type of style exhibited by the skilled lyricist, producing these impactful and popular songs


And the biscuits I drop
Furthermore, I consistently release powerful and impactful tracks


Motherfuckers know I come down and show me ?
Individuals are aware that I dominate and impress upon my arrival


I don't really care
To be honest, I am indifferent


From the front or the rear
Regardless of where the opposition comes from


Word to your mother I'm bout to smother and smear
I assure you, I am about to overpower and disgrace you


Its that master all I intelligent
I am the mastermind, and all my actions are intelligent and strategic


Chain that I swing from the others is irrelevant
The jewelry I wear, which differentiates me from others, holds no significance


For you motherfucker step up to the m-I-see
If any of you individuals dare to challenge me, the consequences will be dire


I'm down with Shorty, Ant Banks and Mally G
I am closely associated with Shorty, Ant Banks, and Mally G


Its Malik and I freak it's obsolete
I am Malik, and I dominate this realm, rendering any competition obsolete


My technique motherfucker know I flow over beats
Familiarize yourself with my technique, as I effortlessly perform over beats


Like water, slaughter dick in yo daughter
As smooth as water, I conquer the situation and engage in sexual acts with your daughter


And my nuts up in her jaws when she suckin' on my balls
Furthermore, I assert dominance by placing my testicles in her mouth while receiving oral pleasure


Yiggy y'all niggas best to ask somebody
You should consult someone for further inquiries, my fellow individuals


Cause I'm shootin' motherfuckers down with the shotty
Because I am ruthlessly shooting individuals with my shotgun


Its the motherfuckin' master blaster
I am the ultimate master of this craft


Its, its the motherfuckin' ghetto bastard
I am, indeed, the product of this downtrodden environment




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: MALIK, DERICK COLEMAN, STUART JORDAN, TODD ANTHONY SHAW

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Comments from YouTube:

Byron

One of the best beats from the album

Daniel Blackmon

You can never upvote this enough. One of Too $hort's best, and his catalog is huge...

Anton Sherar

Jamals intro makes me laugh on the floor every time haha

JaySoul

Anton Sherar what does he say? Simps? Lol

Chad Douglas

Things changed no doubt... HIP HOP RAP (REAL RAP) Has Definitely changed!

E GIBSON

tightest track on the album hadnt heard it in grips

Casey FixStuff?

A grip. Now it's like another language

j50t

ME TOO!!!

Hurron Anderson

Too $hort has been drowned out with his own style and they can even give my boy his props.... Everybody that you hear nowadays got some too short in it,, the slow, gangsta, dope Fein beats

Fantasy Bout Hour

Short is so real in this song. He’s even talking about himself.

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