Same Old Same by Verbz, Mr Slipz Lyrics
[Intro]
Same old
It's the same old shit, check
Same old shit
Check
[Verse]
Spent my last 3 summers hittin' bellies with friends
Bare feet on bench, never knew the mean to an end
Buried regret, slept in the depth of the mess
Wasn't my best, the skunk smoke stuck to my chest
Summer's lust turned to greed, plenty knuckles were bled
Duckin' from feds
Chuckled and we buckin' again
Chuck in a tenz, cluckin' for a puff of the benz
Runnin' from stress, pieces to the puzzle were left
In puddles I step, when rain clouds covered my head
When rain clouds covered my head
While cuddles in bed
Drunk and in love with a [?]
Buck train to the rave, some jumpin' the fence
I miss Jay, the judge got him stuck on a stretch
Me? I been stuck for a set
Blind to my ways, can't face fate nothing is left
Walkin' through rainfall, stood embracin' the meds
Gave up on these bridges I spent years tryin' to bend
Weekends spent drownin' in beers on the bend
Amongst friends who pretend that they there to the end
No one ever is, so what's the reason for them
To be actin' like they actions hold the best of intent
It's best you let go and attempt to invest
Plant seeds and let grow for the future ahead
Why? Come we at the crossroads my friend
Ya we at the crossroads my friend
Ya we at the crossroads my friend
I've lost hope
But never could I lose this here passion
Nothin' like them types to imitate the rhyme for fashion
Who ain't takin' the time to improve upon what they rappin'
And holdin' me on line and type, lets get it crackin'
Listen to the line my brotha it won't happen
That ain't out of spite, it's the fact that you haven't
Taken the time to master an art you can't fathom
To me it means more than you could imagine
Besides that I'll always lend a helpin' hand
Even when I'm side tracked tryin'a balance my plans
This hand full of hope never seems to last a man
Me and Steps been a mess with a bag of them Xans
Thinkin' where it all began
Holdin' on to what I know for the sake of the fam
Same old
It's the same old shit, check
Same old shit
Check
[Verse]
Spent my last 3 summers hittin' bellies with friends
Bare feet on bench, never knew the mean to an end
Buried regret, slept in the depth of the mess
Wasn't my best, the skunk smoke stuck to my chest
Summer's lust turned to greed, plenty knuckles were bled
Duckin' from feds
Chuckled and we buckin' again
Chuck in a tenz, cluckin' for a puff of the benz
Runnin' from stress, pieces to the puzzle were left
In puddles I step, when rain clouds covered my head
When rain clouds covered my head
While cuddles in bed
Drunk and in love with a [?]
Buck train to the rave, some jumpin' the fence
I miss Jay, the judge got him stuck on a stretch
Me? I been stuck for a set
Blind to my ways, can't face fate nothing is left
Walkin' through rainfall, stood embracin' the meds
Gave up on these bridges I spent years tryin' to bend
Weekends spent drownin' in beers on the bend
Amongst friends who pretend that they there to the end
No one ever is, so what's the reason for them
To be actin' like they actions hold the best of intent
It's best you let go and attempt to invest
Plant seeds and let grow for the future ahead
Why? Come we at the crossroads my friend
Ya we at the crossroads my friend
Ya we at the crossroads my friend
I've lost hope
But never could I lose this here passion
Nothin' like them types to imitate the rhyme for fashion
Who ain't takin' the time to improve upon what they rappin'
And holdin' me on line and type, lets get it crackin'
Listen to the line my brotha it won't happen
That ain't out of spite, it's the fact that you haven't
Taken the time to master an art you can't fathom
To me it means more than you could imagine
Besides that I'll always lend a helpin' hand
Even when I'm side tracked tryin'a balance my plans
This hand full of hope never seems to last a man
Me and Steps been a mess with a bag of them Xans
Thinkin' where it all began
Holdin' on to what I know for the sake of the fam