Lirik Lagu Same Old Game - House Of Pain
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I'll get your dome piece open just like a New York deliI'm mad cool like Garth ManzarelliYou've seen 'em on the tele with Ralph "The Mouth"I rock the east, west, north, and the southWithout a doubt I've been know to turn the party outYou want clout let me show you what it's all about'Cause I can give it up more than MadonnaYou want to plea it's not guilty your honor'Cause I can rock it all kinds of live waysLike my man Dennis Miller does it on FridaysI get closer than the Nine Inch NailsI'm the opposite of the definition of staleI'm fresher than the lettuce in your produce sectionIf you come to get us, better bring protectionI could rock a Texan, I could rock an AsianI could rock the spectrum from black to caucasian
CHORUS:It's the same old, same old, blaze-blahSippin' on the forty and puffin' la
I got the sound byte that'll get ya uptightYou wanna diss then there might be a fist fightI measure 10 on the Richter scaleSo call me Moby Dick and watch the great white whaleYou could play the Ishmael but you're doomed to failAnd if you didn't know you better read the tale'Cause I give mail every time I playAnd I can take it up town J. Disco's wayAnd I can take it back down through the depths of hellAnd blow up the spot like an artillery shell'Cause I've been all the way to the grave and backAnd mad crews are comin' out crazy, whack
CHORUS
I'm sicker than the Aids sores with band-aidsIf my eyes are blood shot, I just put on my shadesI never got good grades, 'cause I was actin' the foolDuckin' out of my school, hidin' smokin' a woolAnd I never knew the plague until it claimed my cousinI acted like he wasn't, but junkies come a dime a dozenI've seen the needle and the damage doneA syringe in the vein is like a loaded gunIn your mouth blowin' up the back side of your mentalThe only records they can verify are your dentalThe instrumental is my forumAnd when I rock the mic I do it with poise and the quorum
CHORUS
CHORUS:It's the same old, same old, blaze-blahSippin' on the forty and puffin' la
I got the sound byte that'll get ya uptightYou wanna diss then there might be a fist fightI measure 10 on the Richter scaleSo call me Moby Dick and watch the great white whaleYou could play the Ishmael but you're doomed to failAnd if you didn't know you better read the tale'Cause I give mail every time I playAnd I can take it up town J. Disco's wayAnd I can take it back down through the depths of hellAnd blow up the spot like an artillery shell'Cause I've been all the way to the grave and backAnd mad crews are comin' out crazy, whack
CHORUS
I'm sicker than the Aids sores with band-aidsIf my eyes are blood shot, I just put on my shadesI never got good grades, 'cause I was actin' the foolDuckin' out of my school, hidin' smokin' a woolAnd I never knew the plague until it claimed my cousinI acted like he wasn't, but junkies come a dime a dozenI've seen the needle and the damage doneA syringe in the vein is like a loaded gunIn your mouth blowin' up the back side of your mentalThe only records they can verify are your dentalThe instrumental is my forumAnd when I rock the mic I do it with poise and the quorum
CHORUS
