Kryple - Same Old Song lyrics

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Kryple - Same Old Song lyrics

[Verse 1:] I been walking on a rope Bent a line so thin In front of an audience Hopin' I don't win Done a lot of bad things I don't hide no sins I just put a beat on And I go in Used to be the one They beat on No one there to lean on Freezing in a house Can't afford to turn the heat on Everybody starving And it's hard to get your eat on But I ain't gonna be the one That people get to feed on Nah, I kickstart it like a motorbike No advice, know the flow is tight Gotta show em right? Gotta stick with a bandana for the type Throw it on my shoulder like I ain't going home tonight No bugs bunny Cause no funny my real homie Had a real future And died over some blood money Real sh** got me sheddin' a tear And checkin' my rear You never know when d**h will appear in it [Chorus:] 2x Go, go, go and it, go, go, go shyeah Ohh it's the same old song Same old sh** as the days roll on [Verse 2:] I believe in half of what I see And none of what I hear They be f**ing with our mind Every other couple years Soon as a problem fixed Another one appears And you huddle in your fears Like you want to disappear And it's f**ed up We ain't ever seen a bright day When all you know is wrong How you live the right way And that structure Whack in it's lack lustre That is a fact I was just happy I had supper I'm trying to be honest Higher than a comet I know life is never promised To be dying in the process Cause it's so cold (f**) Now I'm waiting 'til we don't go (stuck) I been living out a suit case My belt is a shoe lace I never trust a soul I know everybody two-faced Got me runnin' from my life In a fools race I ain't never follow what the rules say [Verse 3:] Look I'm not one for talking So I hold in my pain I'm always getting mad enough And think I'm going insane I wish I could adapt I know I can change It's why I'm never lookin' back Cause I ain't going that way I know I'm gonna make it one day That's what everyone say I just want to make my momma proud How her son's raised I never went to church on a Sunday But still I'm in the newspaper on the front page Wow, it's kind of funny how life works They say I'm going hard I say it's light work But that's what keep it separate I never get delicate, I'm intelligent I do this for the hell of it To pay off a bonus So maybe ya'll just know this My days off, I never take a day off You'll notice So don't let nobody tell you What you can't do Make it so they never get the chance to Tell em [Chorus]