It'S All The Same To Me - Lyrics - Billy Ray Cyrus

Title: It'S All The Same To Me
Artist: Billy Ray Cyrus
Composer(s): Jerry Laseter, Kerry Kurt Phillips

Lyric:
Girl, you can head north, south, east or west
Which way you go, I couldn't care less
It don't matter, if this is where you want to be

You can take the couch, you can take the chair
It makes no difference, I don't care
Can't you see, it's all the same to me

You can put me on some island
In the middle of the sea
Or lock me in a prison
With no chance of ever being free

Or run a dagger through my heart
Stand back and watch me bleed
Oh baby, you can leave
It's all the same to me

Day or night, rain or shine
I'll be alone, still losing my mind
Without you, it's all the same to me

You can put me on some island
In the middle of the sea
Or lock me in a prison
With no chance of ever being free

Run a dagger through my heart
Stand back and watch me bleed
Oh baby, you can leave
It's all the same to me

I could never love someone else
If I can't have you
You might as well leave

Just put me on some island
In the middle of the sea
Or lock me in a prison
With no chance of ever being free

Run a dagger through my heart
Stand back and watch me bleed
Oh baby, you can leave
It's all the same to me
Yeah baby, if you leave
It's all the same to me

It's all the same to me
Yeah baby, if you leave
It's all the same to me
Baby baby, if you leave
It's all the same to me

It's all the same to me
Yeah baby, if you leave
It's all the same

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All The Same - Lyrics - Dark Days Bright Nights - Bubba Sparxxx

Title: All The Same
Album: Dark Days Bright Nights
Artist: Bubba Sparxxx
Composer(s): Rico R Wade, Jamahr Williams, Raymon Ameer Murray, Backbone Warren Anderson Mathis, Patrick L Brown

Lyric:
A fifth of Beam when you celebrate
(That's white thangs)
I'll be fine, didn't hesitate
(That's white thangs)

Sippin' Henn and swervin' wood grain
(That's black thangs)
But to me, it's just all the same
(It's all the same)

Damn, what a difference a year
And a hundred and twelve days makes
Came the longest country mile, thanks to nothin'
They gave me I made breaks

Basically, baby, I've been great
This ain't no recent development
But now it's official I'm the doo-doo
And you ain't gon' keep 'em from smellin' it

Do you have a speaking impediment, bitch
Or are you just at a loss for words?
Oh no, actually, I'm monogonous
All that talk was false you heard

So don't stall Betty just slurp, of course I'ma tell you when
Oops, my bad that's my mistake, I was just gonna tell you then
I just bought me five new Polos 'cuz see, I'm partial to that logo
That horse is just so Bubba that means rural like you don't know

Regardless though I'm gon' glow even in my birthday suit
And when it comes to that soft, yes sir'ee, I circle that too
So when you feel it poundin' in yo' chest and it causes a slight pain
Just shake it off and smile, I gotcha doin' the white thangs okay

A fifth of Beam when you celebrate
(That's white thangs)
I'll be fine, didn't hesitate
(That's white thangs)

Sippin' Henn and swervin' wood grain
(That's black thangs)
But to me, it's just all the same
(It's all the same)

A fifth of Beam when you celebrate
(That's white thangs)
I'll be fine, didn't hesitate
(That's white thangs)

Sippin' Henn and swervin' wood grain
(That's black thangs)
But to me, it's just all the same
(It's all the same)

I'm outdoors, early mornin' sellin' this country crock
Let's get this understood, gotta get me off the top
I got them break down dimes and bomb with twenty-fives on the block
Of that 'naw that hawd, talkin' 'bout that glass that straight drop

Bartender, send me Remi, Henny or straight shot
Then see me flee, high speed from eight cops
Leave 'em floored, showin' how I'm opposed, y'all can't stop
Jumped the fence, went down the path, came out by Ms. Dot 'partment

Ay, ay Bubba Sparxx, shoot we down to the spot
Them young G's up on that corner, done made the porch hot
Them folk say they sweepin', seekin' he who hold stock
Ay, run, tell shawty, cut off, close shop

I told them boys down there, homes in the van was a NARC
Tell 'em, "Naw we don't sell that shit 'round here doc"
They 'bout four cars deep, sittin' in the Croger parkin' lot
But we know when they comin' 'cuz money bark a lot

A fifth of Beam when you celebrate
(That's white thangs)
I'll be fine, didn't hesitate
(That's white thangs)

Sippin' Henn and swervin' wood grain
(That's black thangs)
But to me, it's just all the same
(It's all the same)

I'm seein' more clearly now
How subtle the difference between us might be
Mr. Fat Face got that big weight but still that seems just like me
I'm doin' my thing despite these, little lifestyle expectations
Y'all chose to set for me, shit, I'm headed to where my next check waitin'

Look here, beat me, I'm old school like LL J beatin' off in your Regal
With six eights cross the deck, hittin', sittin' on fifteen inch eagles
And Vogues, case closed, order one mo' get drunk, throw bo's
We in here puttin' on, all night, y'all, 'til the place close

A fifth of Beam when you celebrate
(That's white thangs)
I'll be fine, didn't hesitate
(That's white thangs)

Sippin' Henn and swervin' wood grain
(That's black thangs)
But to me, it's just all the same
(It's all the same)

A fifth of Beam when you celebrate
(That's white thangs)
I'll be fine, didn't hesitate
(That's white thangs)

Sippin' Henn and swervin' wood grain
(That's black thangs)
But to me, it's just all the same
(It's all the same)

A fifth of Beam when you celebrate
(That's white thangs)
I'll be fine, didn't hesitate
(That's white thangs)

Sippin' Henn and swervin' wood grain
(That's black thangs)
But to me, it's just all the same
(It's all the same)

A fifth of Beam when you celebrate
(That's white thangs)
I'll be fine, didn't hesitate
(That's white thangs)

Sippin' Henn and swervin' wood grain
(That's black thangs)
But to me, it's just all the same
(It's all the same)

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Method - Lyrics - Orange 9mm

Title: Method
Artist: Orange 9mm
Composer(s): Chaka Malik Harris, Christopher Traynor

Lyric:
Don't tell me nothin', if you ain't there
A lot of people got different opinions
Try to see me with your stare
Make me feel like I'm less of a man

I don't know where you intend to go
'Cause you say that you hate my mind
Where you won't find someone like me
Standin' there just waitin' to

Defy you, fear me, don't you know? Fear me
Defy you, fear me, heads will roll, fear me
Defy you, fear me, don't you know? Fear me
Defy you, fear me, don't you know?

You're all the same, you're all the same
You're all the same, you're all the same
You're all the same, you're all the same
You're all the same, you're all the same
You're all the same

Why do you think you can stay alive?
So many people can't stand you
I refuse to be the crucified
Left to burn and burn to ash

You can wait until I turn to bone
Time will pass but this won't change
There will always be someone like me
Standin' there just waitin' to

Defy you, fear me, don't you know? Fear me
Defy you, fear me, heads will roll, fear me
Defy you, fear me, don't you know? Fear me
Defy you, fear me, don't you know? Fear me

You're all the same, you're all the same
You're all the same, you're all the same
You're all the same, you're all the same
You're all the same, you're all the same

Don't tell me nothin', if you ain't there
A lot of people got different opinions
Try to see me with your stare
Make me feel like I'm less of a man

I don't know where you intend to go
'Cause you say that you hate my mind
Where you won't find someone like me
Standin' there just waitin' to

Defy you, fear me, don't you know? Fear me
Defy you, fear me, heads will roll, fear me
Defy you, fear me, don't you know? Fear me
Defy you, fear me, don't you know? Fear me
[Inaudible]

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Dedicated - Lyrics - Das Efx

Title: Dedicated
Artist: Das Efx
Composer(s): Klark Kent, Andre Weston, Willie Hines, Richard Steacker

Lyric:
Dedicated, dedicated
Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas gettin' high
Dedicated, dedicated to all the bitches actin' fly
Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas runnin' game
Dedicated, dedicated to all the chicks that do the same

Yo, well, if the honeys think I'm stuck up, I tell 'em shut the fuck up
And you can get'cha man, I bet a grand he gettin' broke up
So whatta, who wanna fuck around and get silly?
Really? We're on the road again just like Willie

Nelson, so what the hell son, no bore ya
Annoy ya when I spill the beans like lawyer
I saw ya, tried to pick my style, hit the balls
I guess you must be ready to die like Biggie Smalls

Diggity good heavens, it all started in the projects like the Evans
But fuck the good times, we packin' weapons
Want the fortune and the fame kid, you know the name, kid
Style reign, puttin' MC's through style change

And if you want me, then you got to come get me
I'm strictly fuckin' niggas up like 1 50
1, two rum shots chased precise
Two gun shots but it's sheisty, they wanna ice

Thinkin' I might beat the hurt, I'm not him
And I'm gon' get paid and fool like Rakim

Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas gettin' high
Dedicated, dedicated to all the bitches actin' fly
Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas runnin' game
Dedicated, dedicated to all the chicks that do the same

Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas gettin' high
Dedicated, dedicated to all the bitches actin' fly
Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas runnin' game
Dedicated, dedicated to all the chicks that do the same

Well, here I come, word, yo, this be my third release
I never let the honeys and the moneys get me geese, peace
To the crews payin' dues in the background
How my rap sound? Yo Boogie Banger, bring it back now

Niggas with the runnin' mile, your time's runnin' out
I make it happen, niggas slackin', son, they dumbin' out
Actin' fly, jack passed me by
Muah, you can kiss that black ass goodbye

No lie, see I fry your crew 'til they sizzle
Fizzle, you know the sewer style is in bizzle
Bull take a pull, lift your floor money pack
Backs before I put a whoopin' on that ass

Do not get the booze, split the L, stuff it well
Niggas bullshittin', wonder how the fuck it sell
Now dig it, me and my man, we came wit it
We stuffin' motherfuckers out the way and like Riddick

Admit it, I'm right to rough so tighten up
I'm audi for them niggas actin' rowdy, lightin' blunts, what?

Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas gettin' high
Dedicated, dedicated to all the bitches actin' fly
Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas runnin' game
Dedicated, dedicated to all the chicks that do the same

Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas gettin' high
Dedicated, dedicated to all the bitches actin' fly
Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas runnin' game
Dedicated, dedicated to all the chicks that do the same

Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas gettin' high
Dedicated, dedicated to all the bitches actin' fly
Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas runnin' game
Dedicated, dedicated to all the chicks that do the same

Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas gettin' high
Dedicated, dedicated to all the bitches actin' fly
Dedicated, dedicated to all the niggas runnin' game
Dedicated, dedicated to all the chicks that do the same

To all the niggas gettin' high
Dedicated to all the bitches actin' fly
Dedicated to all the niggas runnin' game
Dedicated to all the chicks that do the same

Dedicated to all the niggas gettin' high
To all the bitches actin' fly
Dedicated to all the niggas who on the game kid
Dedicated to all the chicks that do the same

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Z - Trouble - Lyrics - Kingdom Come - Jay

Title: Z - Trouble
Album: Kingdom Come
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): Mark Batson, Shawn C Carter, Andre Romell Young, Dawaun Parker, Che Pope

Lyric:
I done got in trouble again
I tried, man, I'm back [Incomprehensible]
I done got in trouble again
I done got in trouble again

I try to pretend that I'm different but in the end
We're all the same, all the same
(I done got in trouble again)
I pray to God, Father forgive a ***
I'm never gonna change, never gonna change
(I done got in trouble again)

I try to pretend that I'm different but in the end
We're all the same, all the same
(I done got in trouble again)
I pray to God, Father forgive a ***
I'm never gonna change, never gonna change

When the singer Rob calls the police on me
Y'all *** ran out and copped the CD
See what I discovered is y'all snitch lovers
I might speak but I don't *** with nobody

See what Doug, Jimmy & L.A. don't know
These young'ns crossed the line with Hov, I'm lettin' it blow
Had the papers writin' stories like 'Didn't they know?
This what happen when they made that rapper CEO'

I know, it's just a matter of time before the steady hate
Starts to overflow, then the levee breaks
And my conscience go, ?You escape the RICO
Why throw everything away over ego??

You paper chasin', they paper hatin'
Billionaire Hov, you on the pace to make it
F*** that exclamation, comma, quotations
I love drama, period
(I done got in trouble again)

I try to pretend that I'm different but in the end
We're all the same, all the same
(I done got in trouble again)
I pray to God, Father forgive a ***
I'm never gonna change, never gonna change
(I done got in trouble again)

I try to pretend that I'm different but in the end
We're all the same, all the same
(I done got in trouble again)
I pray to God, Father forgive a ***
I'm never gonna change, never gonna change

Smellin' like Patron, singin' dirty rap songs
Tip-toein' in the crib like 6 in the morn
Everyday it's the same, I said in 'Blueprint'
That I'd never change, it's just a part of the game

Respect me, I'm a thug, I might cool out for a sec
But expect me to bug, it's in my blood
But if my chick leave me, she gonna leave me for somethin'
She gone leave me 'cuz Halie, she ain't gonna leave me for nothin'

Picture me gettin' up with somethin' sleazy
Somethin' somethin' so easy, you could take out its beat like nothin'
Somethin' soon as you finish cuttin', you like, ?Leave me please?
Not me, I need Angelina Jolie's company

So I ain't gonna make a move unless I got a plan B
That'll happen the day I have a baby by Free
Not to say that anythin' is wrong with Free
Just to say that ain't nothin' wrong with me

If my hand's in the cookie jar, know one thing
I'ma take the cookie, not leave my ring
If my hand's in the cookie jar, know one thing
I'ma take, hehe, y'all know what I mean
(I done got in trouble again)

I try to pretend that I'm different but in the end
We're all the same, all the same
(I done got in trouble again)
I pray to God, Father forgive a ***
I'm never gonna change, never gonna change
(I done got in trouble again)

I try to pretend that I'm different but in the end
We're all the same, all the same
(I done got in trouble again)
I pray to God, Father forgive a ***
I'm never gonna change, never gonna change

You little *** ain't deep, you dumb
You *** ain't gangsta, you gum
I chew little *** ach thoo, spew little ***
I can only view little *** like little ***

But in lieu of little *** tryin' to play that boy
I phew phew little *** with the latest toy
Unlike you little *** I'm a grown *** man
Big shoes to fill *** grown *** pants

Prolly hustled with your pops, go ask your parents
It's apparent, you're starin' at a legend
Who put a few little *** in the they place before
Tryin' to eat without sayin' they grace before

Blasphemous past, get your faith restored
You're viewin' your version of the Lord
God MC, little ***, applaud or forever burn
In the fire that I spit at y'all

I rebuke you, little ***, the meek shall parish
I'll woof you, little ***, I'm a project terrorist
Cute, you little ** think you in my class
Substitute little *** soon feel my wrath

I mute you, little *** you a little ***
I shall abuse you, little *** I'm a ill ***
Now shoot, you little *** go somewhere and play
'Cuz the day I loose to you little *** no day
(I done got in trouble again)

I try to pretend that I'm different but in the end
We're all the same, all the same
(I done got in trouble again)
I pray to God, Father forgive a ***
I'm never gonna change, never gonna change
(I done got in trouble again)

I try to pretend that I'm different but in the end
We're all the same, all the same
(I done got in trouble again)
I pray to God, Father forgive a ***
I'm never gonna change, never gonna change

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Same Song - Lyrics - This Is An EP Release - Digital Underground

Title: Same Song
Album: This Is An EP Release
Artist: Digital Underground
Composer(s): William Earl Collins, George Jr Clinton, Ronald R. Brooks, J.S. Theracon , Gregory E. Jacobs, Tupac Shakur, Jim Vitti

Lyric:
Been all around the world
Been all around the world

All around the world, same song
All, all around the world, same song
All around the world, same song
All, all around the world, same song

I came for the party to get naughty, get my rocks on
Eat popcorn, watch you move your body to the pop song
That I'm singin', ding a lingin', funky beats ringin'
Everybody's swingin' in the place

As I kick the J an' easy is my style
R&B mixin' it with the hip hop swing beat
Champagne in my hand, it won't be long 'til I'm gone
It's just the same old song

It's just a freestyle, meanwhile, we keep the beat kickin'
Sweat drippin', girlies in the limo, eatin' chicken
Oops, don't get the grease on your pantyhose
I love ya Rover, move over, I gotta blow my nose

Sneezin' but still I'm pleasin' to all the slimmies
Pull out my jimmie, time to get busy wit a jenny
If it's good an' plenty, don't you know?
There I go, there I go, there I go

But I don't go nowhere without my Jim hat
If I'm rappin' 'cause she's clappin'
Then I'm strappin' 'cause I'm smarter than that
Then girlie, maybe we can get along
Cutie after cutie, it's just the same old song

All around the world, same song
All, all around the world, same song
All around the world, same song
All, all around the world, same song

Money B, the freaky deaky, the squeaky meaky, up an' down
Well, as a matter of fact, I'll be right back, I gotta take a leaky
So I'm drainin', entertainin' but I got fame
An' the bases I touch, too much for me tryin' to be namin'

Aiyo, you saw me on cable an' grin
I busted in an' I was goin' to win
A Clark Gable back in Pakland, it's the same old song
Sport these shorties, same freckles an' hat
Drinkin' the same 40's

Hypothetical, political, lyrical, miracle whip
Just like butter, my rhymes are legit
'Cause I'm the Humpty, not Humpty Dumpty but Humpty Hump
Here a hump, there a hump, everywhere a hump

Shut up an' just listen, not dissin', don't get me wrong
But to me, it's just the same old song
So just watch, my name is Shock an' I like to rock
An' you can't stop this, 2Pac, go ahead an' rock this

Now I clown around when I hang around with the Underground
Girls use to frown, say I'm down when I come around
Gas me an' when they pass me, they use to diss me
Harrass me but now they ask me if they can kiss me

Get some fame, people change, wanna live they life high
Same song, can't go wrong, if I play the nice guy
Claimin' that they must have changed now that we came strong
I remain still the same, why Tu'? 'Cause it's the same song

All around the world, same song
All, all around the world, same song
All around the world, same song
All, all around the world, same song

All around the world, same song
All, all around the world, same song
All around the world, same song
All, all around the world, same song

Same song, same song, same song, same song
Same song, same song, same song, same song

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Same Song - Lyrics - Resurrection Soundtrack - 2pac

Title: Same Song
Album: Resurrection Soundtrack
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): William Earl Collins, George Jr Clinton, Ronald R. Brooks, J.S. Theracon , Gregory E. Jacobs, Tupac Shakur, Jim Vitti

Lyric:
Been all around the world
Been all around the world

All around the world, same song
All, all around the world, same song
All around the world, same song
All, all around the world, same song

I came for the party to get naughty, get my rocks on
Eat popcorn, watch you move your body to the pop song
That I'm singin', ding a lingin', funky beats ringin'
Everybody's swingin' in the place

As I kick the J an' easy is my style
R&B mixin' it with the hip hop swing beat
Champagne in my hand, it won't be long 'til I'm gone
It's just the same old song

It's just a freestyle, meanwhile, we keep the beat kickin'
Sweat drippin', girlies in the limo, eatin' chicken
Oops, don't get the grease on your pantyhose
I love ya Rover, move over, I gotta blow my nose

Sneezin' but still I'm pleasin' to all the slimmies
Pull out my jimmie, time to get busy wit a jenny
If it's good an' plenty, don't you know?
There I go, there I go, there I go

But I don't go nowhere without my Jim hat
If I'm rappin' 'cause she's clappin'
Then I'm strappin' 'cause I'm smarter than that
Then girlie, maybe we can get along
Cutie after cutie, it's just the same old song

All around the world, same song
All, all around the world, same song
All around the world, same song
All, all around the world, same song

Money B, the freaky deaky, the squeaky meaky, up an' down
Well, as a matter of fact, I'll be right back, I gotta take a leaky
So I'm drainin', entertainin' but I got fame
An' the bases I touch, too much for me tryin' to be namin'

Aiyo, you saw me on cable an' grin
I busted in an' I was goin' to win
A Clark Gable back in Pakland, it's the same old song
Sport these shorties, same freckles an' hat
Drinkin' the same 40's

Hypothetical, political, lyrical, miracle whip
Just like butter, my rhymes are legit
'Cause I'm the Humpty, not Humpty Dumpty but Humpty Hump
Here a hump, there a hump, everywhere a hump

Shut up an' just listen, not dissin', don't get me wrong
But to me, it's just the same old song
So just watch, my name is Shock an' I like to rock
An' you can't stop this, 2Pac, go ahead an' rock this

Now I clown around when I hang around with the Underground
Girls use to frown, say I'm down when I come around
Gas me an' when they pass me, they use to diss me
Harrass me but now they ask me if they can kiss me

Get some fame, people change, wanna live they life high
Same song, can't go wrong, if I play the nice guy
Claimin' that they must have changed now that we came strong
I remain still the same, why Tu'? 'Cause it's the same song

All around the world, same song
All, all around the world, same song
All around the world, same song
All, all around the world, same song

All around the world, same song
All, all around the world, same song
All around the world, same song
All, all around the world, same song

Same song, same song, same song, same song
Same song, same song, same song, same song

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Lifestyles Of The Rich &Amp; Shameless - Lyrics - Lost Boyz

Title: Lifestyles Of The Rich &Amp; Shameless
Artist: Lost Boyz
Composer(s): Densil Foster, Thomas Mcelroy, Marcus Thompson, Alex Hill, Terrance Kelly, Michael Marshall, Osten S Harvey, Jay A King

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Lyric:
Everybody's buckin', don't give it a damn, everybody's
Everybody's buckin', don't give it a damn, everybody's
Everybody's buckin', don't give it a damn, everybody's
Everybody's buckin', don't give it a damn, everybody's

Straight from cop killer, Queens a juvenile named Jack
At the age of 17, yo this kid Jack started slingin' crack
He's on the road to riches, baggin' bitches
He's in clubs takin' pitchers, drink your finger always into sess

His lifestyles buck wild, honey child
Got a shorty named Val, she stays on the Isle
He started slingin' at the age of 17
His heart's made of steel, kid his minds full of green

He got his first ounce, made a grand 400
3 bills to get fresh, he other bills to get blunted
And wit the letter G, he bought the letter O
Next thing you know man he's rakin' in the dough

He put his people down 'cuz say that?s only right
For dem to get keys dem and dem is mad tight
Set-up organation organize on the block
Nobody's slingin' on the block eeh yo, we got this block on lock

And it's the lifestyles of the rich and shameless
Some die wit the name, some die nameless
It's all the same game, it's all the same pain
It's all the same pain, it's all the same game

Lifestyles of the rich and shameless
Some die wit the name, some die nameless
It's all the same game, it's all the same pain
It's all the same pain, it's all the same game

The verse 2's about this girl named Yvette
She lived out in Queens, pushed the red Corvette
She's pumpin' weight in and outta state
Outta state license plate

See her lifestyle is straight weight
She's into lickin' shots
Stickin' blocks gotta shorty on the team
Shortie's into pickin' locks

Makin' G's takin' trips cross seas
Just enough to be flashin', cash they be stashin'
She's wit the cats, they love packin' gats
Bulletproof vest, bulletproof baseball hats

Her and the queens stay right, gettin' high too
Lex, coups and jeeps, got beeps can and lai brew
It's all the same shame, just a different name
Shorty's sniffin' cane, just to maintain'

To a nice shorty, rock O-D'd
(Shorty, what, who, O-D's )
Bring me the chorus
(Shoulda chilled)
Pass me the weed sista
(I would pass the weed)

The lifestyles of the rich and shameless
Some die wit the name, some die nameless
It's all the same game, it's all the same pain
It's all the same pain, it's all the same game

The lifestyles of the rich and shameless
Some die wit the name, some die nameless
It's all the same game, it's all the same pain
It's all the same pain, it's all the same game

I used to hustle up on Linden in the van
Me and my man did that thing hand in hand
20 bills up, huh, plus a buck 20 sac but verse it
Time to rap but the fiends kept commin' back

I'm tryin' to put my lifestyle in order
The games mad deep, I keep my feet above the water
Caught a bid got a wife and kid
The name just burned in the flame, so out the game I slid

So now I'm into makin' hits wit my men
I hustle wit my style, cook up works wit my pen
Mr. Cheeks represent in the gutter
Freaky Tah, gettin' lai that C's my brudda

In the game and hit you in the brain
And if I was cocaine believe it I'm your main
Tally up it's the Lost Boyz crew an
Freaky Tah, Spigg Nice and Pretty Lou

And it's the lifestyles of the rich and shameless
Some die wit the name, some die nameless
It's all the same game, it's all the same pain
It's all the same pain, it's all the same game

The lifestyles of the rich and shameless
Some die wit the name, some die nameless
It's all the same game, it's all the same pain
It's all the same pain, it's all the same game

Lifestyles of the rich and shameless
Some die wit the name, some die nameless
It's all the same game, it's all the same pain
It's all the same pain, it's all the same game
...

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Flawless (Go To The City) - Lyrics - Patience - George Michael

Title: Flawless (Go To The City)
Album: Patience
Artist: George Michael
Composer(s): Oliver W Stumm, Eric Matthew, Paul Alexander, Gary Turnier, George Michael, Nashom Wooden

Lyric:
All the boys say yeah, all the boys say yeah
All the boys say yeah, all the boys say yeah
All the boys say yeah, all the boys say yeah
All the boys say yeah, all the boys say yeah

'Cause you're beautiful
All the boys say yeah, all the boys say yeah
All the boys say yeah, all the boys say yeah
'Cause you're beautiful
All the boys say yeah, all the boys say yeah
All the boys say yeah, all the boys say yeah
'Cause you're beautiful
'Cause you're beautiful, like no other

Perfection, flawless, absolutely flawless
Perfection, flawless, absolutely flawless
Perfection, flawless, absolutely flawless
Perfection, flawless, absolutely flawless

And it's no good, and it's no good
And it's no good waiting by the window
It's no good waiting for the sun
Please believe me, the things you dream of
They don't fall in the laps of no one

And it's no good waiting, waiting
And it's no good waiting

You got to go to the city
You got to go to the city
You got to go to the city
You got to go to the city

Always the same
Always the same
Dreams yeah, yeah
Yes, you're movin' up

Well you've gotta think of something
'Cause your job pays you nothing
But you got the things God gave you
So the music may yet be your savior

Gotta be a way, some way
Gotta be some way to make your way to the light
All the girls say, gotta be some way, today, today
Maybe tonight, maybe tonight

And it's always the same
Always the same
Always the same, dreams yeah, yeah
Always the same, yes, you're movin' up

You're beautiful, you are, and you know it
You're wasted here, you're a star
In this small town of hand-me-downs
Who don't even know it

Sometimes it brings you down, sometimes it eats you up
Sometimes you think that your head's going to blow it
It doesn't, it doesn't, it doesn't, it doesn't, it doesn't get better

Don't you know, you've gotta go to the city
You gotta reach the other side of the glass
I think you'll make it in the city, baby
I think you know that you are more than just
Some fucked up piece of ass

Gotta be a way, some way
Gotta be some way to make your way to the light
All the boys say yeah, gotta be some way, today, today
Maybe tonight, they'll see you tonight

It's always the same
Always the same
Dreams yeah, yeah
Always the same yes, you're movin' up

'Cause you're beautiful
All the boys say yeah, all the boys say yeah
All the boys say yeah
'Cause you're beautiful
All the boys say yeah, all the boys say yeah
All the boys say yeah

'Cause you're beautiful
All the boys say yeah, all the boys say yeah
All the boys say yeah, all the boys say yeah
'Cause you're beautiful
All the boys say yeah, all the boys say yeah
All the boys say yeah, all the boys say yeah

Maybe tonight, they'll see you tonight
Maybe tonight, they'll see you tonight
Maybe tonight, they'll see you tonight
Maybe tonight, they'll see you tonight

Maybe tonight, they'll see you tonight
Maybe tonight, they'll see you tonight
Maybe tonight, they'll see you tonight
Maybe tonight, they'll see you tonight

You got to go to the city
You got to go to the city
You got to go to the city

You gotta reach the other side of the glass
I think you'll make it in the city, baby
I think you know that you're more than just
Some fucked up piece of ass

Gotta be a way, some way
Gotta be some way to make your way to the light
All the boys say yeah, gotta be some way, today, today
Maybe tonight, they'll see you tonight

It's always the same
Always the same, movin' up
Always the same, dreams yeah, yeah
Always the same yes, you're movin' up

'Cause you're beautiful, like no other
'Cause you're beautiful, like no other

You got to go to the city
I think you'll make it in the city, baby

Flawless, flawless

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Splash Waterfalls (Remix) - Lyrics - Ludacris

Title: Splash Waterfalls (Remix)
Artist: Ludacris
Composer(s): Christopher Bria Bridges, Larry Mizell, M Guy

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Lyric:
Oh, oh, oh, say it!
Make love to me
Oh, oh, oh, what?
Fuck me
Oh, oh, oh, say it!
Make love to me
Oh, oh, oh, what?
Fuck me

I'm 'bout to throw some game
They both wantin' the same
Cupid's the one to blame, say it
Make love to me

I'm 'bout to shed some light
'Cuz each and every night
You've got to do it right, what?
Fuck me

I'm 'bout to throw some game
They both wantin' the same
Cupid's the one to blame, say it
Make love to me

I'm 'bout to shed some light
'Cuz each and every night
You've got to do it right, what?
Fuck me

They want it nice and slow
Kiss them from head to toe
Relax and let it go, say it
Make love to me
They want it now and fast
Grabbin' and smackin' ass
You gotta make it last, what?
Fuck me

Together holdin' hands
You out there spendin' grands
And makin' family plans, say it
Make love to me
Don't have to straighten facts
Don't want no strings attached
Just scratches on yo' back, what?
Fuck me

Ex's ain't actin' right
And you so glad to fight
Dinners by candlelight, say it
Make love to me
She got a nigga whipped
Down to your fingertips
Tryin' that freaky shit, what?
Fuck me

Turn on some Babyface
Just for your lady's sake
You call her baby cakes, say it
Make love to me
Know how to mack a broad
She's on your sack and balls
You call her jabber jaws, what?
Fuck me

I'm 'bout to throw some game
They both wantin' the same
Cupid's the one to blame, say it
Make love to me

I'm 'bout to shed some light
'Cuz each and every night
You've got to do it right, what?
Fuck me

I'm 'bout to throw some game
They both wantin' the same
Cupid's the one to blame, say it
Make love to me

I'm 'bout to shed some light
'Cuz each and every night
You've got to do it right, what?
Fuck me

You 'bout to buy a ring
She needs the finer things
Gucci designer frames, say it
Make love to me
Purchase a nasty flick
Wrap up and tie her quick
Know how to drive a stick, what?
Fuck me

You both unite as one
You the moon and she's your sun
Your heart's a beatin' drum, say it
Make love to me
You better not have came
She wanna feel the pain
Then hear her scream ya name, what?
Fuck me

Follow this dictionary
You both some visionaries
And do it missionary, say it
Make love to me
I hear him call the wild
And do it all the while
Doggy and froggy style, what?
Fuck me

You in between the sheets
Lickin' and eatin' sweets
And what you find you keep, say it
Make love to me
You do it standin' up
Orgasm hand 'em up
Y'all just don't give a fuck, what?
Fuck me

I'm 'bout to throw some game
They both wantin' the same
Cupid's the one to blame, say it
Make love to me

I'm 'bout to shed some light
'Cuz each and every night
You've got to do it right, what?
Fuck me

I'm 'bout to throw some game
They both wantin the same
Cupid's the one to blame, say it
Make love to me

I'm 'bout to shed some light
'Cuz each and every night
You've got to do it right, what?
Fuck me

You wanna tell the world
'Cuz she's your favorite girl
Your diamond and your pearl, say it
Make love to me
Nobody has to know
Just keep it on the low
And meet 'em right at fo', what?
Fuck me

Nothin' but fights and fussin'
Plus there's a lot of cussin'
Just grab a hold of somethin', say it
Make love to me
Y'all do that bad stuff
She like it rammed up
Ropes and handcuffs, what?
Fuck me

I'm 'bout to throw some game
They both wantin' the same
Cupid's the one to blame, say it
Make love to me

I'm 'bout to shed some light
'Cuz each and every night
You've got to do it right, what?
Fuck me

I'm 'bout to throw some game
They both wantin' the same
Cupid's the one to blame, say it
Make love to me

I'm 'bout to shed some light
'Cuz each and every night
You've got to do it right, what?
Fuck me

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Splash Waterfalls - Lyrics - Chicken N Beer - Ludacris

Title: Splash Waterfalls
Album: Chicken N Beer
Artist: Ludacris
Composer(s): Christopher Bria Bridges, Larry Mizell, M Guy

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Lyric:
Oh, oh, oh, say it!
Make love to me
Oh, oh, oh, what?
Fuck me
Oh, oh, oh, say it!
Make love to me
Oh, oh, oh, what?
Fuck me

I'm 'bout to throw some game
They both wantin' the same
Cupid's the one to blame, say it
Make love to me

I'm 'bout to shed some light
'Cuz each and every night
You've got to do it right, what?
Fuck me

I'm 'bout to throw some game
They both wantin' the same
Cupid's the one to blame, say it
Make love to me

I'm 'bout to shed some light
'Cuz each and every night
You've got to do it right, what?
Fuck me

They want it nice and slow
Kiss them from head to toe
Relax and let it go, say it
Make love to me
They want it now and fast
Grabbin' and smackin' ass
You gotta make it last, what?
Fuck me

Together holdin' hands
You out there spendin' grands
And makin' family plans, say it
Make love to me
Don't have to straighten facts
Don't want no strings attached
Just scratches on yo' back, what?
Fuck me

Ex's ain't actin' right
And you so glad to fight
Dinners by candlelight, say it
Make love to me
She got a nigga whipped
Down to your fingertips
Tryin' that freaky shit, what?
Fuck me

Turn on some Babyface
Just for your lady's sake
You call her baby cakes, say it
Make love to me
Know how to mack a broad
She's on your sack and balls
You call her jabber jaws, what?
Fuck me

I'm 'bout to throw some game
They both wantin' the same
Cupid's the one to blame, say it
Make love to me

I'm 'bout to shed some light
'Cuz each and every night
You've got to do it right, what?
Fuck me

I'm 'bout to throw some game
They both wantin' the same
Cupid's the one to blame, say it
Make love to me

I'm 'bout to shed some light
'Cuz each and every night
You've got to do it right, what?
Fuck me

You 'bout to buy a ring
She needs the finer things
Gucci designer frames, say it
Make love to me
Purchase a nasty flick
Wrap up and tie her quick
Know how to drive a stick, what?
Fuck me

You both unite as one
You the moon and she's your sun
Your heart's a beatin' drum, say it
Make love to me
You better not have came
She wanna feel the pain
Then hear her scream ya name, what?
Fuck me

Follow this dictionary
You both some visionaries
And do it missionary, say it
Make love to me
I hear him call the wild
And do it all the while
Doggy and froggy style, what?
Fuck me

You in between the sheets
Lickin' and eatin' sweets
And what you find you keep, say it
Make love to me
You do it standin' up
Orgasm hand 'em up
Y'all just don't give a fuck, what?
Fuck me

I'm 'bout to throw some game
They both wantin' the same
Cupid's the one to blame, say it
Make love to me

I'm 'bout to shed some light
'Cuz each and every night
You've got to do it right, what?
Fuck me

I'm 'bout to throw some game
They both wantin the same
Cupid's the one to blame, say it
Make love to me

I'm 'bout to shed some light
'Cuz each and every night
You've got to do it right, what?
Fuck me

You wanna tell the world
'Cuz she's your favorite girl
Your diamond and your pearl, say it
Make love to me
Nobody has to know
Just keep it on the low
And meet 'em right at fo', what?
Fuck me

Nothin' but fights and fussin'
Plus there's a lot of cussin'
Just grab a hold of somethin', say it
Make love to me
Y'all do that bad stuff
She like it rammed up
Ropes and handcuffs, what?
Fuck me

I'm 'bout to throw some game
They both wantin' the same
Cupid's the one to blame, say it
Make love to me

I'm 'bout to shed some light
'Cuz each and every night
You've got to do it right, what?
Fuck me

I'm 'bout to throw some game
They both wantin' the same
Cupid's the one to blame, say it
Make love to me

I'm 'bout to shed some light
'Cuz each and every night
You've got to do it right, what?
Fuck me

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Flawless (Radio Version) - Lyrics - Twenty Five - George Michael

Title: Flawless (Radio Version)
Album: Twenty Five
Artist: George Michael
Composer(s): Oliver W Stumm, Eric Matthew, Paul Alexander, Gary Turnier, George Michael, Nashom Wooden

Lyric:
All the boys say yeah, all the boys say yeah
All the boys say yeah, all the boys say yeah
All the boys say yeah, all the boys say yeah
All the boys say yeah, all the boys say yeah

'Cause you're beautiful
All the boys say yeah, all the boys say yeah
All the boys say yeah, all the boys say yeah
'Cause you're beautiful
All the boys say yeah, all the boys say yeah
All the boys say yeah, all the boys say yeah
'Cause you're beautiful
'Cause you're beautiful, like no other

Perfection, flawless, absolutely flawless
Perfection, flawless, absolutely flawless
Perfection, flawless, absolutely flawless
Perfection, flawless, absolutely flawless

And it's no good, and it's no good
And it's no good waiting by the window
It's no good waiting for the sun
Please believe me, the things you dream of
They don't fall in the laps of no one

And it's no good waiting, waiting
And it's no good waiting

You got to go to the city
You got to go to the city
You got to go to the city
You got to go to the city

Always the same
Always the same
Dreams yeah, yeah
Yes, you're movin' up

Well you've gotta think of something
'Cause your job pays you nothing
But you got the things God gave you
So the music may yet be your savior

Gotta be a way, some way
Gotta be some way to make your way to the light
All the girls say, gotta be some way, today, today
Maybe tonight, maybe tonight

And it's always the same
Always the same
Always the same, dreams yeah, yeah
Always the same, yes, you're movin' up

You're beautiful, you are, and you know it
You're wasted here, you're a star
In this small town of hand-me-downs
Who don't even know it

Sometimes it brings you down, sometimes it eats you up
Sometimes you think that your head's going to blow it
It doesn't, it doesn't, it doesn't, it doesn't, it doesn't get better

Don't you know, you've gotta go to the city
You gotta reach the other side of the glass
I think you'll make it in the city, baby
I think you know that you are more than just
Some fucked up piece of ass

Gotta be a way, some way
Gotta be some way to make your way to the light
All the boys say yeah, gotta be some way, today, today
Maybe tonight, they'll see you tonight

It's always the same
Always the same
Dreams yeah, yeah
Always the same yes, you're movin' up

'Cause you're beautiful
All the boys say yeah, all the boys say yeah
All the boys say yeah
'Cause you're beautiful
All the boys say yeah, all the boys say yeah
All the boys say yeah

'Cause you're beautiful
All the boys say yeah, all the boys say yeah
All the boys say yeah, all the boys say yeah
'Cause you're beautiful
All the boys say yeah, all the boys say yeah
All the boys say yeah, all the boys say yeah

Maybe tonight, they'll see you tonight
Maybe tonight, they'll see you tonight
Maybe tonight, they'll see you tonight
Maybe tonight, they'll see you tonight

Maybe tonight, they'll see you tonight
Maybe tonight, they'll see you tonight
Maybe tonight, they'll see you tonight
Maybe tonight, they'll see you tonight

You got to go to the city
You got to go to the city
You got to go to the city

You gotta reach the other side of the glass
I think you'll make it in the city, baby
I think you know that you're more than just
Some fucked up piece of ass

Gotta be a way, some way
Gotta be some way to make your way to the light
All the boys say yeah, gotta be some way, today, today
Maybe tonight, they'll see you tonight

It's always the same
Always the same, movin' up
Always the same, dreams yeah, yeah
Always the same yes, you're movin' up

'Cause you're beautiful, like no other
'Cause you're beautiful, like no other

You got to go to the city
I think you'll make it in the city, baby

Flawless, flawless

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Bubba Talk - Lyrics - Dark Days Bright Nights - Bubba Sparxxx

Title: Bubba Talk
Album: Dark Days Bright Nights
Artist: Bubba Sparxxx
Composer(s): Timothy Z Mosley, Warren Anderson Mathis

Lyric:
I can't do that Timbaland shit, that that shoop shit

There goes that damn Bubba just bein' his country self
Slide inside Timmy's track and ride it 'til nothing's left
Bet you then they'll get the picture, a legendary mixture
Like Jim Beam and Coke, can you cope with that elixir?
Drank it, that'll fix ya, why you angry anyway?
I'm in the same mud as you, been dirty for plenty days
Okay, let's get it on, in any shape form or fashion
At the tunnel in New York, or at the dorms out in Athens

Y'all still don't hear me? Am I not speakin' clearly?
I just throw y'all little lames on any trash heap that's near me
Fuck 'em, hot damn 'em, really, to hell with 'em
Send 'em to Nelly B, and certainly they'll get 'em
I really don't have to answer to questions that y'all present me
But I know why after this here session, y'all resent me
Never the one to fuss, just smile and let 'em walk
Okay-dokey, now they knowin' how Bubba talk

Y'all don't know me a'tall
I say the same thang but slower than y'all
A little Southern charm to top it off
Okay-dokey, dis dat Bubba talk
Y'all don't know me a'tall
I say the same thang but slower than y'all
A little Southern charm to top it off
Okay-dokey, spit boy

This time it gets ugly, my folks done got to drankin'
Some rednecks and thugs in the club, now what you thankin'?
Hopped up and stankin', bankin' on Bubba's rise
All up on that Betty you got, with rubber thighs

Can't help but love them guys, they happy they out the country
But the country's still in them, black and nappy, white and grungy
Lawed this boy's gone, from dirty to fast speed
And if she don't visit, we snatchin' that rare squeeze
If you mad leave, this is not yo' type of party
Some Jim Beam with gin and Henn with white Bacardi
Yeah, we quite retarded but hell you only live once
Still talkin' Bubba but I can't complete the sentence

Y'all don't know me a'tall
I say the same thang but slower than y'all
A little Southern charm to top it off
Okay-dokey, dis dat Bubba talk
Y'all don't know me a'tall
I say the same thang but slower than y'all
A little Southern charm to top it off
Okay-dokey, spit boy

I slowly let my anger turn to just concern
for y'alls well bein', I'm seein' there's much to earn
In this money pit of music, this dummy shit's amusin'
That's what you think it is? Meet me at the bank with this

I'll withdraw the same two bills and spend it on port
Y'all can't run with me, stay on the porch please
There's somethin' special, about Bubba's mannerisms
That's why they should accept, any helpin' hand I give 'em
I don't know, is it me, or is this industry foul?
They used to be sugar but they shit to me now
Get in and get bent, that's enough then cut me off
No matter what it cost it's worth it when Bubba talk

Y'all don't know me a'tall
I say the same thang but slower than y'all
A little Southern charm to top it off
Okay-dokey, dis dat Bubba talk
Y'all don't know me a'tall
I say the same thang but slower than y'all
A little Southern charm to top it off
Okay-dokey, spit boy

Y'all don't know me a'tall
I say the same thang but slower than y'all
A little Southern charm to top it off
Okay-dokey, dis dat Bubba talk
Y'all don't know me a'tall
I say the same thang but slower than y'all
A little Southern charm to top it off
Okay-dokey

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Memories - Lyrics - Mary - Mary J Blige

Title: Memories
Album: Mary
Artist: Mary J Blige
Composer(s): Kenneth Karlin-Carsten, Mary J Blige, Channoah Higgens, Chanette Higgens

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Lyric:
Hmm, hmm
Whoa, oh
Oh yeah

Sitting here all alone on Valentine?s Day
I really wanna call him up
But my pride is all in the way, hey, hey, hey
Picture?s getting clearer
I see what?s been going wrong for years
The once you say you?re far, really are so near
I?m thinking of

Roses that you sent to me
All the kisses that you gave to me
Memories of what we used to be
All alone this special day
Thinking ?bout the time you went away
Valentine?s Day will never be the same

How come men nowadays
Bring you so much joy and so much pain
Can anybody help me? I think I?m going insane
Valentine?s Day will never be the same
'Cause I?m think about you always
I cherish everything you gave to me
I?m thinking of

Roses that you sent to me
All the kisses that you gave to me
Memories of what we used to be
All alone this special day
Thinking ?bout the time you went away
Valentine?s Day will never be the same

You took my love for granted
Then you, you mean to think that
Everything was fine between me and you
Every time this day comes around
I wanna feel your touch
I can't believe what you did to me
I hate cha, did me wrong
But still I must move on

I gotta move on

Roses that you sent to me
All the kisses that you gave to me
Memories of what we used to be
All alone this special day
Thinking ?bout the time you went away
Valentine?s Day will never be the same

Roses that you sent to me
All the kisses that you gave to me
Memories of what we used to be
All alone this special day
Thinking ?bout the time you went away
Valentine?s Day will never be the same

Roses that you sent to me
All the kisses that you gave to me
Memories of what we used to be
All alone this special day
Thinking ?bout the time you went away
Valentine?s Day will never be the same

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Same Ol' Thing - Lyrics - Del The Funky Homosapien

Title: Same Ol' Thing
Artist: Del The Funky Homosapien
Composer(s): Arthur H Neville, Leo Nocentelli, George Porter, Joseph Modeliste, Teren Delvon Jones

Lyric:
The same ol' thing all over the world
The same ol' thing, got to get 'em wit it
The same ol' thing, MCs out there got
The same ol' thing so let me tell ya 'bout it

MCs keep comin' with the same ol' thing
With the same ol' swing, with the same ol' ending
The same ol' climax 'cause many have no vertebrae
Yo but D E L and Hieroglyphics have to murder a

Fraudulent foe real quick and get them off of our dicks
Show the public that they ass ain't slick, they lack skills
And they can only thrill ya by dance steps
I coulda iced Vanilla but I haven't got the chance yet

But that's okay, he was dissed on Soul Train
He got booed because his rhymes are so lame
He ain't the only one, he's far from it
There's more on Earth and they're all gonna plummet

Like falling stars because a brother's in charge
I'ma stomp mud holes in they ass like they was El DeBarge
Then charge to the front of the class
Suckers everywhere like broken glass, yo

But I'ma keep troopin' through the Meadow
With the fellow named X and a pillow
To sock the pussy willows
While I get dough as I grow as a rhymer
And they can keep showin' their teeth like Aunt Jemima

It's the same ol' thing all over the world
The same ol' thing, got to get 'em wit it
The same ol' thing, MCs out there got
The same ol' thing and it's gettin' kinda ancient

The same ol' thing all over the world
The same ol' thing, got to get 'em wit it
The same ol' thing, MCs out there got
The same ol' thing

I'm in your face with force to eliminate monotonous
Braggin' and boastin' so most will end up profitless
'Cause they ain't got a foot to stand on
And I'ma leave the stage bloodier than a Tampon

I can't get no rest because of gamin' little pests
Will step and try to test me with the same ol' thing
I wish it would stop but more than likely it will not
'Cause too many MCs got the same ol' thing

So I change and rearrange rhyme patterns
Keep ya mind scatterin' from the solar system
And I still dissed 'em, the ones with the crumbs on they lips
Talkin' about Sucka MCs that don't exist

And I get the gist so don't play me like a imbecile
Thinkin' that ya large but ya small as a thimble
Plus, I get mental over funky tracks
And ya still talkin' Sucka MCs? That shit is wack

If I ever dissed an MC, it was one with a name
So don't tell me, he was one in the same
Because I know better, I flow better than the average Joe
I use my Nubian stick to overthrow

That same ol' thing all over the world
The same ol' thing, got to get 'em wit it
The same ol' thing, MCs out there got
The same ol' thing and it's gettin' kinda ancient

The same ol' thing all over the world
The same ol' thing, got to get 'em wit it
The same ol' thing, MCs out there got
The same ol' thing

MCs out there, got the same ol' thing
Got the same ol' game
And trip, some got the same ol' name

Like Rockmaster this Mighty Kingathat
Who died and left you the Wolfman, Jack?
But the Boogiemen are irregular
Spectacular, 'Dracula' and plus we're gettin' clever

I never had the urge to add a tag to my title
And I won't add a 'rah' or a 'huh' at the end of my recital
Hip hop hibbit, I never say a rhyme like that
'Cause I can take my time and give it
Thought so I went and bought a pen and pad
Now I'm makin' MCs real mad

Like Young MC goin' out like Sugar Hill
Add a new beat, new rhyme, bogus still
And even if we are in the same gang
It ain't no need for all MCs to have

The same ol' thing all over the world
The same ol' thing, got to get 'em wit it
The same ol' thing, MCs out there got
The same ol' thing and it's gettin' mighty ancient

The same ol' thing all over the world
The same ol' thing, got to get 'em wit it
The same ol' thing, MCs out there got
The same ol' thing

The same ol' thing all over the world
The same ol' thing
The same ol' thing all over the world
The same ol' thing

The same ol' thing all over the world
The same ol' thing
The same ol' thing all over the world
The same ol' thing

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Come With Me - Lyrics - Touch - Amerie

Title: Come With Me
Album: Touch
Artist: Amerie
Composer(s): Rich Harrison

Lyric:
Look, you don't have to take this
You can come with me

So hard to believe she left you alone all alone
I know babe, you can come with me though
So hard to be strong 'cause she left you alone, all alone
I know babe, you can come with me though

I know you're alone, you can come with me though
I know you feel pain, you can come with me though
I know you feel hurt, you can come with me though
It wouldn't be the same, if you come with me though

I just couldn't believe, believe it babe
That she would go and treat you that way
Especially after all the craziness you took
It just ain't necessary

I can feel the tears that you cry at night
'Cause I know what love supposed to be like
Every little kiss and hug that she put aside
Baby if you want to I can make it right

So hard to believe, she left you alone all alone
I know babe, you can come with me though
So hard to be strong 'cause she left you alone, all alone
I know babe, you can come with me though

I know you're alone, you can come with me though
I know you feel pain, you can come with me though
I know you feel hurt, you can come with me though
It wouldn't be the same, if you come with me though

Never could ever find the words to tell you babe
How I felt so deep inside
Didn't want to be too bold
Didn't want to hate on your girl but now

I can let you know that its wrong what you're going through
You deserve the same love I see in you
Given back a hundred fold baby I would do
Show you love that you've never seen, never knew

So hard to believe she left you alone all alone
I know babe, you can come with me though
So hard to be strong 'cause she left you alone, all alone
I know babe, you can come with me though

I know you're alone, you can come with me though
I know you feel pain, you can come with me though
I know you feel hurt, you can come with me though
It wouldn't be the same, if you come with me though

It won't be the same
If you come with me
If you come with me
If you come with me
If you come with me

You won't feel no pain
If you come with me
If you come with me
If you come with me
If you come with me

So hard to believe she left you alone all alone
I know babe, you can come with me though
So hard to be strong 'cause she left you alone, all alone
I know babe, you can come with me though

I know you're alone, you can come with me though
I know you feel pain, you can come with me though
I know you feel hurt, you can come with me though
It wouldn't be the same, if you come with me though

So hard to believe she left you alone all alone
I know babe, you can come with me though
So hard to be strong 'cause she left you alone, all alone
I know babe, you can come with me though

I know you're alone, you can come with me though
I know you feel pain, you can come with me though
I know you feel hurt, you can come with me though
It wouldn't be the same, if you come with me though

So hard to believe she left you alone all alone
I know babe, you can come with me though
So hard to be strong 'cause she left you alone, all alone
I know babe, you can come with me though

I know you're alone, you can come with me though
I know you feel pain, you can come with me though
I know you feel hurt, you can come with me though
It wouldn't be the same, if you come with me though

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