Same old, same old, same old There's nothing more Same old, same old, same old There's nothing more My love it's time My love Same old, same old Same, same old
Same old, same old, same old There?s nothing more Same old, same old, same old There?s nothing more My love its time My love. Same old, same old Same
翻訳: フィーリング. 同じ古いもの.
Same old, same old, same old There?s nothing more Same old, same old, same old There?s nothing more My love its time My love. Same old, same old Same, same
to score another deal With my back against that damn eight ball I didn't have to think or talk or feel My life was just an old routine Every day the same
[Canibus] Yo.. the shottie rip, perferrate the skin on top of ya ribs Red stuff come out his ribs like a Hollywood script Bitch-niggaz on the floor screamin
heard that this is the new word, they got to work that stuff out But somehow they feel in the wrong way with a gun in their hands They feel real independent
possitive thinking I'm me till I'm old and grey and when that day comes I gonna teach my daughters do be the same way I am the way I am, I'm from the
now you hookers and hoes know how I feel Well, if it's good enough to get broke off a proper chunk I'll take a small piece of some of that funky stuff
that made me feel kinda funny inside I seen some things that my momma wouldn't want me To see at this size, I seen some stuff, homeboys in the back Was
grow any more Got them nasty old growing pains Picked her up at seven Feeling pretty good by nine We cruise the local hang-outs It's the same places
know 'cause I'm through Every day all I feel is pain And when we make love it'll feel the same You don't give a damn about the way I feel So let me
think I see I'm buzzin' so it doesn't really matter to me I got issues nuttin' but problems feels my green My nigga wanna test me with the same old
been a week, still mopin' around in the same old clothes Keep tryin' to come up for air, but nowhere to go Ever since you been on the high road, I've been feeling
that knows Well, I don't give in to that nobody but me stuff I know where you go when you're down (All in all it's the same old thing) (Float around
craziest, Chi town niggas are the craziest Texas niggas are the craziest, Utah niggas are the craziest My lyrics be laced with 40 ounces of funk and stuff
