Same As It Ever Was
Uh, shoot 'em all baby
Just call it in one time for me real heavy
Back in black, who's the mack
Sittin' on the back of a Cadillac
It's the D motherfucker better pass me the mic
So I can rock on and drop the styles I write
I like hip-hop, ya don't stop and all that I rock the freak styles
And neat styles that are crazy phat, it's making me sick
Punk get off my dick
'Cause I'm the same motherfucker
That I ever was, same motherfucker
But I can't pay attention
'Cause I'm on that dust
My head's not swell kid I'm not gel
Don't feed me soup just give me the funky loop
I'll rock it to the best of my ability
Runnin' mad styles and showin' flexibility
'Cause I'm the man that's on point when I jam a funky joint
I want some other over there yo, I just don't care shit
Pass the mic then I'm gonna' tear shit up
Like a piece of paper
Your girl caught the vapor
When I ran the caper, I ain't rearranged
So don't look strange, I'm the same motherfucker
Ain't a damn thing changed
'Cause I'm the same motherfucker
That I ever was, same motherfucker
But I can't pay attention
'Cause I'm on that dust
'Cause I'm hard like stone don't play me soft
And I rock rhymes frequently
I drop it off and I'm off in space, I remember your face
But don't remember your name
'Cause it's all the same as it ever was
That's what it is money grip don't trip
Or I'm gonna' bust that lip
'Cause I'm the same motherfucker
That I ever was, same motherfucker
But I can't pay attention
'Cause I'm on that dust
Bustin', flippin', skippin', just like a stone on a river
Ya know I'm gonna' give her whole lotta' flavor
Criminal behavior used to be how I made it
But that shits over rated
Now I rock rhymes over funky beats
I fuck fine hookers between satin sheets
They say money changes people but I won't
'Cause I'm the same motherfucker that I ever was
'Cause I'm the same motherfucker
That I ever was, same motherfucker
But I can't pay attention
'Cause I'm on that dust
And ya don't quit 'cause I'm on that dust
Soul Assassins are on that dust
(Ha, ha)
My man J. Disco is on that dust
Cypress Hill is on that dust
Funk Doobiest is on that dust
Just call it in one time for me real heavy
Back in black, who's the mack
Sittin' on the back of a Cadillac
It's the D motherfucker better pass me the mic
So I can rock on and drop the styles I write
I like hip-hop, ya don't stop and all that I rock the freak styles
And neat styles that are crazy phat, it's making me sick
Punk get off my dick
'Cause I'm the same motherfucker
That I ever was, same motherfucker
But I can't pay attention
'Cause I'm on that dust
My head's not swell kid I'm not gel
Don't feed me soup just give me the funky loop
I'll rock it to the best of my ability
Runnin' mad styles and showin' flexibility
'Cause I'm the man that's on point when I jam a funky joint
I want some other over there yo, I just don't care shit
Pass the mic then I'm gonna' tear shit up
Like a piece of paper
Your girl caught the vapor
When I ran the caper, I ain't rearranged
So don't look strange, I'm the same motherfucker
Ain't a damn thing changed
'Cause I'm the same motherfucker
That I ever was, same motherfucker
But I can't pay attention
'Cause I'm on that dust
'Cause I'm hard like stone don't play me soft
And I rock rhymes frequently
I drop it off and I'm off in space, I remember your face
But don't remember your name
'Cause it's all the same as it ever was
That's what it is money grip don't trip
Or I'm gonna' bust that lip
'Cause I'm the same motherfucker
That I ever was, same motherfucker
But I can't pay attention
'Cause I'm on that dust
Bustin', flippin', skippin', just like a stone on a river
Ya know I'm gonna' give her whole lotta' flavor
Criminal behavior used to be how I made it
But that shits over rated
Now I rock rhymes over funky beats
I fuck fine hookers between satin sheets
They say money changes people but I won't
'Cause I'm the same motherfucker that I ever was
'Cause I'm the same motherfucker
That I ever was, same motherfucker
But I can't pay attention
'Cause I'm on that dust
And ya don't quit 'cause I'm on that dust
Soul Assassins are on that dust
(Ha, ha)
My man J. Disco is on that dust
Cypress Hill is on that dust
Funk Doobiest is on that dust
Credits
Writer(s): Larry Muggerud, Erik Schrody, Daniel Kevin O'connor
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Link
Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- House of Pain Vs. Micky Slim (Remixes)
- Rhino Hi-Five: House Of Pain
- Hi-Five: House Of Pain
- Truth Crushed To Earth Shall Rise Again
- Same As It Ever Was
- House of Pain (Fine Malt Lyrics) [30 Years] [Deluxe Edition]
- House of Pain (Fine Malt Lyrics)
- Hi - Five: House of Pain - EP
- House Of Pain (US Release)
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