Change... Shit. I guess change is good for any of us. Whatever it takes. for any of ya'll niggas to get up out tha hood. Shit I'm with ya. I ain't mad at cha. got nothin' but love for ya. do your thing boy. Yeah All the homies that I ain't talked to in awhile. I'm a send this out to y'all. know what I mean ?. Cuz I ain't mad at cha. heard all of y'all. tearing up shit out there. Kickin' up dust. givin' a mutha-fuck. Yeah niggas. Cuz I ain't mad at cha. . Now we were once two niggas of the same kind. quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line. You were just a little smaller. but you still rolled. Got stressed the [?Wide Eight?]. and hit the hood stroll. remember when ya had a Jerry Curl ?. Didn't quite learn. On the block. With ya glock. trippin' of Sherm. Collect calls to the tip. Sayin' how ya changed. Oh you a Muslim now. No more dope game. Heard you might be coming home. Just got bail. wanna go to the Mosque. Don't wanna chase tail. I seems I lost my little homie. He's a changed man. Hit the penn. Now no sinnin' is the game plan. When I talk about money. All you see is the struggle. When I tell ya I'm livin' large. you tell me its trouble. Congratulation on the wedding. I hope your wife know. She got a playa for life. And that's no bullshitin'. I know we grew apart. You probably don't remember. I usta fiend for your sister. But never went up in her. And I can see us after school. We'd bomb on the first mutha-fucka. with tha wrong shit on. And now the whole shits changed. and we don't even kick it. got a big money scheme. And you ain't even with it. Knew in my heart. You were the same mutha-fucka bad. Go toe to toe when it's time to roll. You got a brothas back. And I can't even trip. cause i'm just laughin' at ya. You tryin' hard to maintain. And go ahead. Cuz I ain't mad at cha. . Chorus -- Danny boy. oooowwwwww. I ain't Mad at Cha. (I ain't Mad at Cha). I ain't Mad at Cha. We used to be like distant couzins. fightin' playin' dozins. whole nieghborhood buzzin'. Knowin' that we was wasn't. Usta catch us on the roof. or behind the stairs. I'm gettin' blitz. reminiscin'. On all the time we shared. Beside. Bumpin' n' Grindin'. Was nothin' on our mind. In time we learned. to live a life of crime. Rewind us back. To a time. Was much to young to know. I caught a felony. lovin' the way the guns blow. And even thou we seperated. You said that you wait. Don't give nobody no coochie. While I'll be locked up state. I Kiss my mama good bye. Wipe the tears from her lonely eyes. Said that I'll return. But I gotta fight. The bitch that ride. Don't shed a tear. cuz mama I ain't happy here. I'm through trails. and no more smiles. for a couple a years. They got me goin' mad. I'm knocking brothas on their backs. in my cell. Thinkin' hell. I know one day I'll be back. As soon as I touch down. I told my girl i'll be there. so prepare. to get fucked down. The homies wanna kick it. But I'm just laughin' at ya. Cuz you is a down ass bitch. and I ain't mad at cha. . Chorus -- Danny boy. I ain't Mad at Cha. (I ain't Mad at Cha). I ain't Mad at Cha. (but your a down ass bitch and I ain't Mad at Cha). Well guess who's moving up ?. this niggas ballin' now. Bitches be callin' to get it. Hookers keep fallin' down. He went from nothin' to alot. Ten Karets the spot. He went from a nobody nigga. to the big man on the block. He's Mister local celebrity. Addicted to move a key. most hated by enemy. Escaping the luxury. See first you was our nigga. But you made it. So the choice is made. Now we gotta slay you. while you faded. In the younger days. So full of pain while the weapons blaze. Gettin' so high off the bomb. Hopin' we can make it. To the better dayz. Cuz crime pays. And in time. You'll find a rhyme. That'll blaze you'll feel the fire. from the niggas in my younger dayz. So many changed on me. So many tried to plot. that I keep a glock. beside my Haaand. When will it stop ?. 'Till god return me to my essence. Cuz even as a adolecents. I refuse to be a convalescent. So many questions. And they ask me if i'm still down. I moved up out of the ghetto. So I ain't real now ?. They got so much to say. But I'm just laughin' at ya. You niggas just don't know. But I ain't mad at cha. . Chorus -- Danny boy. oooowwwwww. I ain't Mad at Cha. (I ain't Mad at Cha). I ain't Mad at Cha. (Hell naw I ain't mad at Cha). I ain't Mad at Cha. (and I ain't Mad at Cha). I ain't Mad at Cha. (I ain't Mad at Cha). I ain't Mad at Cha. nooooo. I ain't Mad at Chaaaaahhhhh.