Change Won’t Change

[INTRO]
Yeah… I hear ‘em movin’ through the alleys,
Shadows on the walls, eyes everywhere.
The ops are comin’ to get me…
But I ain’t goin’ down without fightin’.

[VERSE 1]
Heartbeat racin’, city’s dark, sirens in the distance,
Ops tryna mark me, tryna break my existence.
Every corner’s a threat, every step could be my last,
But I’m built from the block, built to survive the past.
I see ‘em schemin’, waitin’ for a slip in my grind,
But I got instincts sharper than a blade in my mind.
From the stoop to the rooftops, I watch, I move, I dodge,
Ops wanna cage me, but I’m breakin’ every mirage.

[PRE-CHORUS]
They whisper threats, they lurk in the night,
Think they can catch me, but I’m ready to fight.
Every breath, every look, gotta calculate,
Ops think they’re lucky — but I control my fate.

[CHORUS]
THE OPS ARE COMIN’ TO GET ME!
I CAN FEEL ‘EM IN MY BACK, I CAN HEAR ‘EM IN THE STREETS!
I’M STAYIN’ ALIVE, STAYIN’ SHARP, I CAN’T AFFORD TO LOSE!
THE OPS ARE COMIN’ TO GET ME!
EYES OPEN, GUN READY, HEART RACE, MOVE FAST!
THE BLOCK IS MY KINGDOM, I WON’T LET ‘EM TAKE MY CAST!

[VERSE 2]
I move like a ghost, shadow on shadow, never seen,
Ops think they know me — but I live in between.
Every alleyway’s a warzone, every face could be a snake,
But I’m street-born, heart hardened, nothing left to break.
They chatter, they plot, they think I’m scared,
But I’ve been hunted before, life left me prepared.
I’m stacking my wins while I dodge every shot,
Ops can chase forever, but I control the plot.

[BRIDGE]
No sleep, no rest, gotta stay alert,
Every corner’s a lesson, every block can hurt.
Ops want a taste, but I’m built from the grind,
I move with the street, I leave the fear behind.

[CHORUS]
THE OPS ARE COMIN’ TO GET ME!
I CAN FEEL ‘EM IN MY BACK, I CAN HEAR ‘EM IN THE STREETS!
I’M STAYIN’ ALIVE, STAYIN’ SHARP, I CAN’T AFFORD TO LOSE!
THE OPS ARE COMIN’ TO GET ME!
EYES OPEN, GUN READY, HEART RACE, MOVE FAST!
THE BLOCK IS MY KINGDOM, I WON’T LET ‘EM TAKE MY CAST!

[OUTRO]
Yeah… I hear ‘em movin’… but I ain’t caught yet.
The streets made me, the streets raised me,
And the ops… they’ll never win tonight.

The Ops Are Comin' to Get Me

Quantitative Lingo is lyrical science — a wild cipher between intellect and instinct, where wordplay flips like algebra and flow burns like circuitry. Jah-Femi & Femolala  rip through syllables with surgical control, flexing poetic chaos over raw rhythm. It’s both comedy and combat… two geniuses talking madness and mathematics at once. A track for thinkers, rebels, and anyone fluent in the language of bars and brilliance.

Brain meets brawn in rhyme form. Quantitative Lingo — where philosophy, wit, and wild energy collide in lyrical. Decode it if you can.


Title
Quantitative Lingo

Artist- Femolala:

Rocked up to battle Man to Man wit my guns drawn
Facing up to quantities unknown, Dawg I swear somebody sung poems,
Bout a young maiden waitin for a soldier to come home!

Cold Showers at 5AM my Effiency is operating  at 99%
I ain’t threatened by your size and your strength. I got steel for the mightiest men. Ain't no atheists inside of a trench
All you niggas need to know is the Temperature Fahrenheit of the Bench

My Destiny cannot be postponed, Im Bout killin Multiple Birds when I throw stones!

And you can’t see the wood for the Trees, Then I’m spittin forest fires and you niggas know I'm good for the heat dawg this thing is like dominos to me 
If I knock one then all of y'all gon have to take a knee. 
Most you man can't even comment on my speech if I get inside the booth and then I vomit on a beat

My Whips do tricks… Transformers Assemble,
I can’t be trusted with no kitchen utensils 
Dropping Challengers, 1-by-1 as they appear, 
I think I got the cheat codes, extra marital affairs 

A tongue can't say as much as the posture will, the body language of a corpse in a hospital, it's paradoxical it took a path full of obstacles to get me running at my optimal 

Now profits at an all time high, productivity off the charts as I rule and I multi-ply, if numbers what we must go by, then you are not that guy, so what niggas really saying, not much if the figures any indication, yea, whatchu really saying, not much if the figures any indication

Artist- Jah-Femi Telewa:

Uhhh
Ok so when I sent this beat to Femz yes he’s Fem too..anyway he asked me what the topic should be
I told him keep it as random as we both are… yeah

2 nutters
Different mothers
 Anyway let’s go

00:22

I don’t  know why you flexing hard baby
It’s your boy me aka Femi it’s all gravy 
Already told that this was this time
still you being street guzzling bare slime 
Go ahead having sex is no crime
But you wrong when you meshing guys in my time
Flex baby you are it and I’m the prime
Suspect that is 
Playing cats like Mario 
They really sad in this scenario 
But see me I’m tottaly delectable 
You chose me that made me selectable 

Patience….wait a minute 
These cats push a guy to test him to his limits 
Got me spinning in circles like it’s a gimmick 
Knowing I’m hard confront me and I’ll be sinning 
Plus I got GOD so it’s obvious I’ll be wining 
(Hisss) Plzzzzzzz

Quantitative Lingo (Femolala & Jah-Femi aka Femi n Femi)

MONEY ON MY MIND- FOE FEAT. TBLESSED

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