Change (Feat. Potter Payper)

Celly

It's that Greater Western Sydney kid, 
Chilling in the trap house, 
Running with them hidden lads that come out when it's blacked out, 
I'm proud of where I come from, I be proud to be in it, 
Do it for the kids and lads from housing commission, 
What lad? You've never heard an adlay speak his real talk
These kids are climbing steel walls not to feel poor, 
Instead they sell,
Driving them Mount Druitt license around,
I'm at Coles with the food where the prices are down,
You feel me?
I'ma make my best decision,
A quest or mission, 
I'll invest my vision, 
I had friends who were coughing a lot,
From puffing the rock,
And now there's stuck in a lock, 
I seen kids grow up and swerve in life,
Cos all they knew in that townhouse was swirling pipe, 
I spell hell,
Listen to what Cell sells,
B-I-D-W-I-L-L

J Emz

See I been,
Stacking my days now, 
Rapping on stage now, 
Counting my blessings cos I ain't trapping for change now, 
Came from the gutter, This ain't your typical playground,
Where they ain't playing round bout their paper they'll leave you face down, 
Young and independent,
He's still caught up in the trenches, 
School ain't working for him so he's sliding with the members, 
Lost a close brother now he's riding with a vengeance, 
Teachers acting like they there but only care bout his attendance, 
And now the question is: will you remain the same?
Or are you willing to do whatever it takes to change?
Cos in this day and age,
They'd rather trade it all for fame,.
With money that they tend to blow faster than the way it came,
I ain't in no place to tell these young'uns how to play the game.
But one thing I can try to say to them is learn from my mistakes,
Want to be great then train your mind and see what knowledges gains
I never went to college but these actions let me graduate.
 

Potter Payper

Lekks

They love talking on the gang,
They follow like sheep I had to silence all the lambs
Had dreams of a Grammy but I'm still bagging grams.
Turn kegs into ounces and ounce into bands, (magic)
Don't have green eggs and ham,
I'm not Sam I am,
I put food in the trap and they still bite my hand,
Like Damn, I know the block put their faith in me, 
And they praising me, but lad I'm still just a man, 
Still working yeah I'm serving up a banquet, (trap trap)
Ain't talk money then you ain't speak my language, 
They can't understand it, 
Somebody turn on the captions or listen when I'm saying bout this trap shit, (listen up)
I make money money, if not then I take money
Gotta make something outta nothing cos I came from it, 
Still, trap trap just to pay my lawyers off,
Got locked for selling rocks but the grind don't stop


Spenny

My presence in the street is way stronger than ever before,
And that's a topic in myself I could never ignore,
Expecting me to write a verse without mentioning war,
When my opps want to do me like they did to Shakur, 
Just take a listen to these bars let them enter your thoughts,
About a kid from the County who was destined for more, 
And its more than just rapping and chasing another rhyme scheme,
We was really in it related to all these crime scenes, 
And I ain't talking rap scene, I was letting packs fling, 
I was really standing on their block witha  fat ching, 
Stalking all their socials like a fan I was tapped in,
Any given day when there's a chance that that Match sing, 
Breaking out these chains they couldn't hold me down,
Was really in the mud before the music now we really hold the crown,
And you can say we hold the keys,
Cos my purpose as a king of the city is way bigger than me.