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Same Old Game

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Same Old Game

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I'll get your dome piece open just like a New York deli

I'm mad cool like Garth Manzarelli

You've seen 'em on the tele with Ralph "The Mouth"

I rock the east, west, north, and the south

Without a doubt I've been know to turn the party out

You want clout let me show you what it's all about

'Cause I can give it up more than Madonna

You want to plea it's not guilty your honor

'Cause I can rock it all kinds of live ways

Like my man Dennis Miller does it on Fridays

I get closer than the Nine Inch Nails

I'm the opposite of the definition of stale

I'm fresher than the lettuce in your produce section

If you come to get us, better bring protection

I could rock a Texan, I could rock an Asian

I could rock the spectrum from black to caucasian

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It's the same old, same old, blaze-blah

Sippin' on the forty and puffin' la

I got the sound byte that'll get ya uptight

You wanna diss then there might be a fist fight

I measure 10 on the Richter scale

So call me Moby Dick and watch the great white whale

You could play the Ishmael but you're doomed to fail

And if you didn't know you better read the tale

'Cause I give mail every time I play

And I can take it up town J. Disco's way

And I can take it back down through the depths of hell

And blow up the spot like an artillery shell

'Cause I've been all the way to the grave and back

And mad crews are comin' out crazy, whack

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I'm sicker than the Aids sores with band-aids

If my eyes are blood shot, I just put on my shades

I never got good grades, 'cause I was actin' the fool

Duckin' out of my school, hidin' smokin' a wool

And I never knew the plague until it claimed my cousin

I acted like he wasn't, but junkies come a dime a dozen

I've seen the needle and the damage done

A syringe in the vein is like a loaded gun

In your mouth blowin' up the back side of your mental

The only records they can verify are your dental

The instrumental is my forum

And when I rock the mic I do it with poise and the quorum

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