Текст песни Del The Funky Homosapien - Same Ol Thing
Del The Funky Homosapien - Same Ol Thing слова песни
[Chrous:]"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` thingwith the same ol` swingwith the same ol` endingthe same ol` climaxcause many have no vertebraeyo, but D-E-L & HIEROGLYPHICS have to murder afraudulent foe real quickand get them off of our dicksshow the public that they ass ain`t slickthey lack skillsand they can only thrill ya by dance stepsI coulda iced Vanilla, but I haven`t got the chance yetbut that`s okcause he was dissed on Soul Trainhe got booed because his rhymes are so lamehe ain`t the only onehe`s far from itthere`s more on Earthand they`re all gonna plummetlike falling starsbecause a brother`s in chargeI`ma stomp mud holes in they ass like they was El DeBargethen charge to the front of the classsuckers everywhere like broken glass, yobut I`ma keep troopin` through the Meadow with the fellow named Xand a pillowto sock the pussy willowswhile I get dough as I grow as a rhymerand they can keep showin` their teeth like Aunt Jemimait`s the same ol` thing...[Chorus:]...and it`s gettin` kinda ancient,I`m in your face with forceto eliminate monotonousbraggin` & boastin` so most will end up profitlesscause they ain`t got a foot to stand onand I`ma leave the stage bloodier than a TamponI can`t get no restbecause of gamin` little pestswill step & try to test me with the same ol` thingI wish it would stopbut more than likely it will notcause too many MCs got the same ol` thingso I change & rearange rhyme patterenskeep ya mind scatterin`from the solar systemand I still dissed `emthe ones with the CRUMBS on they lipstalkin` about Sucka MCs that don`t existand I get the gistso don`t play me like a imbecilethinkin` that ya largebut ya small as a thimbleplus I get mantal over funky tracksand ya still talkin` Sucka MCs?That shit is wackif I ever dissed an MCit was one with a nameso don`t tell me he was one in the samebecause I know betterI flow better than the average JoeI use my nubian stick to overthrow that same ol` thing...[Chorus:]MCs out there got the same ol` thinggot the sameol` gameand trip, some got the same ol` namelike Rockmaster ThisMighty Kingathatwho died & left you the Wolfman, Jack?But the Boogiemen are irregularspactacular, draculaand plus we`re gettin` cleverI never had the urge to ass a tag to my titleand I won`t add a (rah!) or a (huh!) at the end of my recitalhip hop hibbitI never say a rhyme like thatcause I can take my time & give itthought, so I went & boughta pen & padnow I`m makin` MCs real madlike Young MCgoin` out like Sugar Hilladd a new beatnew rhyme (huh!)bogus stilland even if we are in the same gangit ain`t no needfor all MCs to have the same ol` thing...[Chorus:]...and it`s gettin` mighty ancient...