Same Ol Shit

Every... Single day it's the same ol' shit Same brain that becoming more insane and sick From maintaining all the same type of pain that exist Inside my mind all the time that's creating a riff Of different melodic flows from that same ol' gift I constantly use to show every stranger that is Within ear-shot that hip-hop still exist Among the people and the evil crooked cops killing kids... While different presidents be telling us those same ol' fibs I think its evident where heading to pay for our sins With whatever left of our dark souls deep within The sicken shell of flesh that we inhabit that's crumbling From mass consumption of the food we eat in public when We feel like nothing cause we know of what we eat is disgusting And the reason we leading into allegiance wit corporate greed And becoming generation of gluttons Different day but the same old shit Different page but the same old script Different day but the same old wish A different day would be different than this Different day but the same old shit Different day but the same old script Different day but the same old trick Of getting paid just to spend it quick It's me Eclectic back in this Peep perfection mastered His excellence hasn't practiced his craft And it's still immaculate Huh I'm more than passionate Caution I'm sort of hazardous My auras automatic Conform or endure the havoc I was born a rapper Yet my path it was lost Had to take a few years off to stack And gather my thoughts But now I got 'em all together And I got with the Clique May be some of the best ever And we're not on your list It's all good cuz you prolly never heard of us yet And I don't think we deserve it I'd rather earn your respect I'd rather further success I'd rather nurture and bless I'd rather find a way to give back to this earth before death Cuz it's a privilege that we able to experience love Though it's affects can be fatal like a mysterious drug Yo I'm delirious cuz And I'm praying for a change Tomorrow may never come That's why I'm thankful for today Different day but the same old shit Different page but the same old script Different day but the same old wish A different day would be different than this Different day but the same old shit Different day but the same old script Different day but the same old trick Of getting paid just to spend it quick Stuck in these patterns just the way that it happens Sometimes I feel held down by the weight of my actions And if I got sidetracked it's cus I made a distraction Satan aided in that heading for a fatal attraction I'm able to change the motivation was lacking Can be hard finding your way with all the hating that's happening But I bring it back to the days that we would just blaze away The times may have changed but the rap still stays the same