Bitch things, change, them stay the same
Now watch me come up, I hustle, I hustle even harder
I put that work in to win, no problem
[Spider Loc]
All money ain't good money, this I know
But I still love hood money, I gets my dough
And as a youngster, a nigga went to so much church
And still turned out ****ed up, I did so much dirt
Chose to bang the neighborhood, I put in so much work
Did a whole lot of time, caused mom so much hurt
On everythang, that boy wasn't gunned on purpose
Who knew that all my darkness was really gon' surface
I was stuck on that bullshit, just runnin the streets
Without some type of beef the week wasn't complete
It's like a nigga feel better after dumpin his heat
On feet, just to see that body slumped in the seat
Was like a whole nother rush to me, bustin was sweet
Now I'm smarter, I'm all about somethin to eat
I'm on the road, spend 30 days a month in a suite
But I'm still gon' hustle and cheat - let's go
[Chorus]
[Lloyd Banks]
Yeah, uhh, now walkin down the block without'cha weapon
is a first class ticket to a lesson
I thirst cash, kick it to perfection, me and Bang got a connection
That's why I bring the Benz to impress him
{?} my zone, all alone homes rattle in my bones
Cause he yappin off his lips and if I hit him I'll be wrong
Cause he ain't never gon' be shit, and I done worked so hard
But I will make you a corn on the cob, you'll be performin for God
Either that or rob you on your boulevard
Bet you never thought for a second niggas'd pull your card God
I'm on my job, scarred since my nigga gone
HP tatted on me so his memory lives on
Engagin in drama without your bomber'll
be funeral arrangements for your momma
I learned that when I was in pajamas watchin Michael and Madonna
Now I got the appetite of a pirahna, nigga
[Chorus]
[Spider Loc]
What nobody knows, all the roads you go through
You can't even talk to those that supposedly know you
Some of the levels that these people'll go to for crumbs
Damn, tell me, is this what that dough do?
That's when you find yourself talkin to Pro Tools
There's not too many that ever walked in the Loc shoes
Or tell the tale that my heart contains
I explain, so many different parts of pain
I'm clean, but still some marks remain
From the past, when that kush shit sparks the brain
The cash made some people start to change
I feel hate when I pulled up and parked the Range
Your damn right I got rich, but my heart the same
And practice makes perfect with the art of aim
You ain't really got the heart to bang
You ain't start to hang, 'til you found out I caught the chain
[Chorus]
Things Change - 陳佳俊
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[00:10.35]Bitch things, change, them stay the same
[00:20.64]Now watch me come up, I hustle, I hustle even harder
[00:24.33]I put that work in to win, no problem
[00:26.40][Spider Loc]
[00:26.88]All money ain't good money, this I know
[00:29.58]But I still love hood money, I gets my dough
[00:32.31]And as a youngster, a nigga went to so much church
[00:34.92]And still turned out ****ed up, I did so much dirt
[00:37.71]Chose to bang the neighborhood, I put in so much work
[00:40.41]Did a whole lot of time, caused mom so much hurt
[00:43.14]On everythang, that boy wasn't gunned on purpose
[00:45.90]Who knew that all my darkness was really gon' surface
[00:48.69]I was stuck on that bullshit, just runnin the streets
[00:51.12]Without some type of beef the week wasn't complete
[00:54.00]It's like a nigga feel better after dumpin his heat
[00:56.64]On feet, just to see that body slumped in the seat
[00:59.31]Was like a whole nother rush to me, bustin was sweet
[01:02.22]Now I'm smarter, I'm all about somethin to eat
[01:04.80]I'm on the road, spend 30 days a month in a suite
[01:07.65]But I'm still gon' hustle and cheat - let's go
[01:10.23][Chorus]
[01:24.33][Lloyd Banks]
[01:27.45]Yeah, uhh, now walkin down the block without'cha weapon
[01:34.95]is a first class ticket to a lesson
[01:37.17]I thirst cash, kick it to perfection, me and Bang got a connection
[01:40.56]That's why I bring the Benz to impress him
[01:42.99]{?} my zone, all alone homes rattle in my bones
[01:45.81]Cause he yappin off his lips and if I hit him I'll be wrong
[01:48.48]Cause he ain't never gon' be shit, and I done worked so hard
[01:51.18]But I will make you a corn on the cob, you'll be performin for God
[01:54.72]Either that or rob you on your boulevard
[01:56.73]Bet you never thought for a second niggas'd pull your card God
[02:00.00]I'm on my job, scarred since my nigga gone
[02:02.13]HP tatted on me so his memory lives on
[02:05.79]Engagin in drama without your bomber'll
[02:07.71]be funeral arrangements for your momma
[02:09.93]I learned that when I was in pajamas watchin Michael and Madonna
[02:13.05]Now I got the appetite of a pirahna, nigga
[02:15.45][Chorus]
[02:23.61][Spider Loc]
[02:37.98]What nobody knows, all the roads you go through
[02:40.44]You can't even talk to those that supposedly know you
[02:43.56]Some of the levels that these people'll go to for crumbs
[02:46.47]Damn, tell me, is this what that dough do?
[02:49.02]That's when you find yourself talkin to Pro Tools
[02:51.54]There's not too many that ever walked in the Loc shoes
[02:54.42]Or tell the tale that my heart contains
[02:56.64]I explain, so many different parts of pain
[02:59.40]I'm clean, but still some marks remain
[03:01.83]From the past, when that kush shit sparks the brain
[03:04.89]The cash made some people start to change
[03:07.53]I feel hate when I pulled up and parked the Range
[03:10.20]Your damn right I got rich, but my heart the same
[03:13.11]And practice makes perfect with the art of aim
[03:15.63]You ain't really got the heart to bang
[03:17.76]You ain't start to hang, 'til you found out I caught the chain
[03:26.85][Chorus]
移調 原調
DmAmADmFGDmFGmCmGC
Bitch things, change, them stay the same
DCAmDEmBE
Now watch me come up, I hustle, I hustle even harder
DAmDA
I put that work in to win, no problem
F
All money ain't good money, this I know
AmCG
But I still love hood money, I gets my dough
CG
And as a youngster, a nigga went to so much church
AmCDG
And still turned out ****ed up, I did so much dirt
CEmAmC
Chose to bang the neighborhood, I put in so much work
BmEmEEmCAm
Did a whole lot of time, caused mom so much hurt
E
On everythang, that boy wasn't gunned on purpose
AmCF
Who knew that all my darkness was really gon' surface
AmC
I was stuck on that bullshit, just runnin the streets
Without some type of beef the week wasn't complete
Em
It's like a nigga feel better after dumpin his heat
Am
On feet, just to see that body slumped in the seat
Was like a whole nother rush to me, bustin was sweet
F
Now I'm smarter, I'm all about somethin to eat
AmC
I'm on the road, spend 30 days a month in a suite
EEmCAmFCFCDCm
But I'm still gon' hustle and cheat - let's go
AmDCEmEBmAmGAmF
Yeah, uhh, now walkin down the block without'cha weapon
GCF
is a first class ticket to a lesson
GmG
I thirst cash, kick it to perfection, me and Bang got a connection
CAmCD
That's why I bring the Benz to impress him
GmCAmEmAm
{?} my zone, all alone homes rattle in my bones
CDAmEEm
Cause he yappin off his lips and if I hit him I'll be wrong
CAm
Cause he ain't never gon' be shit, and I done worked so hard
EAmDmF
But I will make you a corn on the cob, you'll be performin for God
AmC
Either that or rob you on your boulevard
Bet you never thought for a second niggas'd pull your card God
Em
I'm on my job, scarred since my nigga gone
Am
HP tatted on me so his memory lives on
Engagin in drama without your bomber'll
F
be funeral arrangements for your momma
C
I learned that when I was in pajamas watchin Michael and Madonna
EmAmEmCAmFCGEmCAmGmAm
Now I got the appetite of a pirahna, nigga
F
What nobody knows, all the roads you go through
C
You can't even talk to those that supposedly know you
Some of the levels that these people'll go to for crumbs
GEm
Damn, tell me, is this what that dough do?
CAm
That's when you find yourself talkin to Pro Tools
There's not too many that ever walked in the Loc shoes
FE
Or tell the tale that my heart contains
A#C#mC
I explain, so many different parts of pain
I'm clean, but still some marks remain
Em
From the past, when that kush shit sparks the brain
CAm
The cash made some people start to change
I feel hate when I pulled up and parked the Range
F
Your damn right I got rich, but my heart the same
CFCCmC
And practice makes perfect with the art of aim
You ain't really got the heart to bang
EmCAmFFmFCGEmCAmAAmFCGEmCGEmGEmCGEmCGCFC
You ain't start to hang, 'til you found out I caught the chain
和弦由 AI 自動分析音訊產生（自動辨識，僅供參考）。
AI 從音訊辨識的主旋律（以 C 調為 1，數字上下點為高低八度）。為自動估計、個別音可能有誤，僅供哼唱抓調參考，非正式樂譜。彈唱請看「和弦」分頁。
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曲解析
《Things Change》調性為 C 大調、速度約每分鐘 129 拍、整體情緒歡快。主要和弦為 C、Am、Em、F。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
物換星移中掙扎求存，金錢與人性的矛盾始終如影隨形。
主題
社會底層掙扎、金錢對人性的影響、個人成長與回顧過去的矛盾。
情緒
憤怒、無奈、反思、堅韌，夾雜對現實的嘲諷與自我救贖的渴望。
意象與手法
以「街頭生存」為核心意象，運用重複副歌強化主題；「Benz」、「Range」等物質符號對照「心腸未改」的內在掙扎；「Pajamas watchin Michael and Madonna」 juxtapose 童年純真與現實的殘酷。
重點句解讀
1. 「All money ain't good money, this I know」
金錢未必帶來正向價值，但現實中仍難以抗拒其誘惑，反映主角對金錢本質的矛盾認知。
2. 「Your damn right I got rich, but my heart the same」
財富改變命運卻未改變本性，強調內在價值觀的堅守，與「cash made some people start to change」形成對比。
3. 「I learned that when I was in pajamas watchin Michael and Madonna」
童年純真理想與現實的衝突，暗示社會環境如何扭曲個人夢想。
適合情境
面對社會壓力時的自我勵志、反思物質與價值的衝突、或經歷人生轉折的沉思時段。
魔鏡站長解析
站長私房短評：打動人的地方、適合什麼時刻聽（產生後永久保存）。
歌曲冷知識
AI 依歌詞整理 3-4 點有趣觀察（產生後永久保存）。